It’s raining now,
I hear it softly fall,
The gentle pitter-patter,
On the wall,
The silent teardrops,
Shed by unseen eyes,
It’s raining now,
In darkened midnight skies,
No moon, no stars,
To brighten up my sky,
I hear the sound,
Of nature’s lullaby.
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