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Glee
It smells of petrichor tonight,
As I walk back on the winding road towards my home,
But, I look up in the sky,
Finding no clouds,
But you.
Shining like a pearl,
In the dark night sky,
Beaming with glee.
Then, I don’t know from where,
A drop lands on my cheek,
And the wind blows my hair crazily.
Breathing in the aura of the ambiance,
I open my eyes,
To find you,
Beaming with glee.
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