Raindrops.
I stared out the window. Rain drops rolled down on the glass. I looked at the little drops fall to the ground, as I hear the peaceful sound of rain hitting the roof. Oh tiny little raindrop. You fall so carelessly. Its as if you have nothing to fear, nothing to worry about freeing yourself from everything, everything you've held yourself back from. I wanted to feel the same way; Free and careless. Just for once. And so I got out and entered into the world of exemption. I danced in the rain. Drop by drop, I got soaked in water. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, Inhaling the scent of the heavy rain. 》finally free《 a.d.
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My favorite the rain
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