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Water is sprinking from above
Drop by drop as it falls on me
It wets my soul when I am soaked
I feel cold as it chills deep inside
Everything is washed and cleansed
Renewed just in a blink
Count the drops dripping through your hair
These are the moments of freshness
The peace I receive is beyond words
The tiny droplet that settles on glass door
Though it blurs the vision
Just needed fingers to wipe away
To see the clearer image a few feet away
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