Drops from the cloud,
fills my windowpane
Why do you shroud?
I asked,
I see you are in pain,
droplets answered.
I see myself tears from above,
I see clouds throwing me away
I see the wind unapologetically shove
I see I am meek enough to sway.
I see I waveringly flow,
I see there are no directions to show
I see I drop from high to low
I see I make the day less a glow.
Yes, I am here to give you my multiple arms
I see I quench people's thirst
I see you can drench with no qualms
I see I am considered the elixir of life
I see you hold pain in your palms
I want to see you being the rain
I want you to overcome the pain
I want you to be the rain
I want you to be the rain.
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