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The RainPatter, patter, it says as it hit my window,
Splatter, splatter, it says as it hits my hand.
As I sit here in the dark.
The rain sings a song of it's own,
I know I shall never understand it,
But it is still beautiful music.
The rain falls harder,
The song becomes more intense with ever drop,
Then it softens for a moment,
As if changing mood,
It is powerful now, like a ballard,
the rain sings to me.
The rain shows my moods and how they change,
The rain shows how people change,
As time goes by.
Patter, patter, the rain on my face,
Splatter, Splatter, the rain on my window.
The rain is so beautiful in the streetlight.
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