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Oct 05. 2026
I fall from the sky, but I never get hurt, I quench the deep thirst of the trees and the dirt. I tap on your window, I dance on your roof, Yet I vanish away when the sun brings the proof.
Oct 05. 2026
I fall from the sky, but I never get hurt, I quench the deep thirst of the trees and the dirt. I tap on your window, I dance on your roof, Yet I vanish away when the sun brings the proof.