When I was trying to wake up from my temporary grave, I could hear someone outside so brave
Vibrating as it was in my ears, I was still hoping it was no imaginative fear
My mind proclaimed there was something wrong, heart said man! can we please sleep along
The wind bruised the scattered hair, stealthily entering the warm blanket with prognostic fear
Why are you all baffled and disturbing my serenity? I am the eyes who want to stay calm even in this uncertainty
It's the rain, it's the rain shouted someone in the main
Then it all made sense, the mind, the heart, the eyes enjoying the plight, there is no need to fight, it will just be our delight
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