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ఈ సాయంత్రపు వర్షంలో తడవకపోయినా నీ ఆలోచనలతో తడి చేరిన హృదయం మట్టి వాసన కంటే, కమ్మే పొగ మంచు కంటే, మెరిసే చినుకుల కంటే అద్భుతమేగా...

The wonder of this rainy evening is not in the smell of the soil, nor the fog, nor the shiny raindrops. It lies in my heart, which remains moist despite never having been soaked by nature's art, but has been touched by your little thought.

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