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Dear Summer Rain

 




















Summer Rain,


I thought of you a little


Between the sunlight and the moon bright


Your silhouette stand still is clear


Got me electrified when near


The presence was puncturing me


Be gone again as a remedy


Everything that is hidden, let it be a mystery


From your head that intriguingly


Just going to adore it from afar as it should be


Summer rain,


Life is unfair as you say


Hold on even if your universe is not okay


That's pretty mind will find its own way


To live a dream life in your future days


Let those kindnesses throw away all of the anxious


Do not scare, you've got the star mesmerized in absolute


Then left it in the middle after pocketing its solicitude


Summer rain, 


That will never stay long


I've been serene due of your splash 


Perhaps, you'll run to another desert


To anchor yourself a while or longer


Hope you can find your own over a treacherous road


You may or may not go astray


Later you will find a tranquility in your tangled life


Like your unexpected mysterious words


That remains got me astounded


Summer rain,


Let's fade away


The piece of us will cling neatly on citadel's wall


As your temporary escape


I pray that you get the best


You deserve good in the world


-vic

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