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Here in this city the sound of rain does not come to the ears, it does not come to mind

Here in this city the sound of rain does not come to the ears, it does not come to mind I'm fine, I'm fine, friendI'm fine, I'm fine, friend, without you. Tuppat Tuptap Tuptap Tuptap Tuptap Tuptap Tuptap TuptapFeeling we have 'Run out of gas' emotionally, we look at each other in amazement.The water hyacinth floating in the distant pond is filled with the gentle touch of the rain as if in the liveliness of the green, the rose petals are torn and floated in the water, why the memories move again and again today .In the rainy days of the village, the people of the city do not get the taste of fried rice and coconuts. Why does the inside look so empty today just looking bored ?In the mechanical city, the shadow of the rain does not fall on anyone.

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