I can hear the raindrops hitting whatever's in its path and it reminds me of my home.
I can smell the midnight monsoon happening right now, and it reminds me of my home.
I can see the blanket of the night, shadowing the scenery, and it reminds me of my home.
I can feel the cold midnight rain breeze, embracing my body, and it reminds me of my home.
I can say that I'm officially homesick once again.
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