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The smell of rain in the scorching heat,  arouses me to dance with the rain beat.
I wish I get totally drenched,  let it soothe my soul that has  been wrenched.
I want to rejoice as never before, like the crazy waves dancing on the shore.
The putter patter of rain drops, is a lovely music for me to pop.
The rain brings back the child in me, I’m surprised if it’s the real me.

Written By- Sujatha Sairam

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