I glance out the
Window
Drops of rain
Slide down
The glass panes
They dance on the roof
And fall into
Puddles
On the already
Muddy ground
I have a feeling
the Sun will not
Dare to show her face
Today.
Window
Drops of rain
Slide down
The glass panes
They dance on the roof
And fall into
Puddles
On the already
Muddy ground
I have a feeling
the Sun will not
Dare to show her face
Today.
Healing_Angel
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