i was observing the rain outside.

Through the window, the rain falls down.

Darkness ,at first, surround the quiet town.

But, with one small crack, the lightning hits.

And small pieces of sky, fall down in bits.

There is no sign of hope, and no turning back.

But then, a small drop of golden sun comes through the clouds and bright rays of light fall down,



The End

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