rainy.

i

stand against the cool windowpane

and get drenched in the morning rain that

breezes in through into my room with the

wild, wild, wind. my hands are stretched

right ahead of me, suddenly making all the

red traffic lights and the yellow headlights

blur into one giant colourful canvas

a my hands try to cup the rain that falls,

steal the world for a second.

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