Falling Rain
Falling rain. Pouring love.
It's raining. I'm safe at home and in bed. In the deep of the night, I am listening to the pitter patter sound of the falling rain.
Such tranquility.
It would be better if I have someone I love hugging me tight from behind.
I wish.
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