I sit by the balcony
facing the morning view
It is drizzling
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I see it
diving from cotton-like platforms
I hear it
cheering faintly along its journey
I smell it
the fresh, moist air
I touch it
the cool missiles hitting my hand
I feel it
cleansing the land of heat
so I can sleep comfortably :)
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The sun is up
the drizzle is gone
when will it ever come again ?
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