Rain Drop by AM: "From behind a glass window,
with a burst of rain droplets
I looked
at the expanse of verdant rice fields
The stinging smell of earth,
fragrant strengthen my memory.
At one place,
that I can not move
Only frozen,
feeling that everything is
much untold and can not be reach.
The rain,
which only I can see,
and hear
but can not be enjoyed
Your patter,
thrust sense of welt -"
'via Blog this'
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