The
Rains.
The Rains And I.
At Times We Are Loud,
At Times We Are Quiet.
At Times We Are Gentle,
At Times We Are Disastrous.
To Some We Bring Happiness,
To Others We Bring Saddness.
We Always Leave Impressions
Even On The Driest Earths.
We Are Here For A Big Reason,
Though Some May Not See.
What We Will Bring
Can Never Be Seen
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