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Rain is divine,
Lovely is rain,
Medicine fine
That kills all pains.

When I feel bored
And when lonely,
Rain opens door
Of peace only.

It offers peace
To my desert.
But it can’t reach
Throne of my heart

Because this throne
God made for you;
Though it I own,
God made for you.

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