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Am mad
mad of rain and monsoon
the needle fingers of rain touches me,
kiss me with her cold lips and
hug me with thousands hands.....

Wet me with your due drops
come my dear, I need you
I need your love to live and love
to learn the tips of sharing and

it’s a cool sight to watch the rain drops
dripping from your curly hair
we play together like kids,
in the thunder stricken nights,
I love to hug you close
with a warm kiss on your lips
am waiting for that lovely love
who is leaving out me alone

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