I Came With The Rain
Season of good rain, ', ', ', ', '
Today I went to see my mom
with great love & affection
but someone's presence was always in my mind
nevertheless I told it not to anyone.
It's a pain, it's a sorrow
someone whom I love
she remain far.
On my way back home from mom
there was all through, ', ', ', ', ', 'rain, ', ', ', ', ', '
season of good rain.
I am happy, I was not getting back lonely
because I came with the rain...
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