One drop, two drop, three drops of rain
This rose on my handÂ
begin to flew as petals
How nice, it was pure white rose
As I begin to smile, I thought of
The flush on those chubby cheeks
Laughter that still left on me
So beautiful,Â
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I sat on this bench drinking a bottle of water
Waiting for rain to stop
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