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The Rain
I watch the rain fall
So calm, so serene
Through my clear glass window
Longing to be free
Splash, splash
It reaches the ground
Yet through my clear glass window
It makes inaudible sound
And still I watch the moisture
Of the sky's drowning tears
And wonder why it's been crying
Throughout all of the years
Then I form a conclusion
That the rain is just as me
Hoping the ground is an illusion
Not wanting to make another inaudible melody