See, its pouring, sky is roaring,
doesn't your heart say "I want more"?
every drop falling, seems like inviting,
leave all chore and take the joy fore
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A drop never stays, on a piece of glass,
Then why should the tear, be your guest?
Mate with smile and lace it to face,
Then I am sure you will win any of the race.
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