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My Love

Nov 14, 2024
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Updated: Aug 21, 2025

By Pragun Sharma


Alone with the rain

Under the envious dark night sky

Feeling the stars glaring upon my contentment

A sensation like never before

Mio amore


An umbrella was pointless anyway

For the mere droplets were all that I could ask for

With the hushing sound of wind blessing my ears

Twirling bare feet in the streets of Italy

I could quite never disagree


By Pragun Sharma

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