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The Rain

When it rains, the world cries. The darkness is allowed to rise above the surface, come out of hiding.

Maybe, it’s because of the grayness, it somehow changes your mood. Your allowed to sulk because the earth is sulking.

You feel free to not hold it all in.

It’s the feeling of knowing that their are others like you.

Sometimes we just need a sign to tell us we’re not alone…

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