The rain is crying
At my window pane.
And I cannot go out
And comfort it
I suppose this is what they call
Growing up.
At my window pane.
And I cannot go out
And comfort it
I suppose this is what they call
Growing up.
V Madhavan Nair (1945-2025)
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