'A single droplet of rain,
trickles freely down my window pane,
stopping for a few frozen seconds,
as if mapping out its next move.
It leaves a little wet trail behind,
like the jet stream of a plane.
there I lay transfixed by the simple beauty of it all,
the luxury of warmth and shelter,
enable me to enjoy such a sight.
on such a cold cold night.'
trickles freely down my window pane,
stopping for a few frozen seconds,
as if mapping out its next move.
It leaves a little wet trail behind,
like the jet stream of a plane.
there I lay transfixed by the simple beauty of it all,
the luxury of warmth and shelter,
enable me to enjoy such a sight.
on such a cold cold night.'
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