The rain it can be so many different things. It can make life bloom in one town and take it away in another. A soft summer rain can make sleep so sweet, but the booming thunderstorms can make sleep unreachable.

I used to wait and wait for a rain storm so i could run in the rain and splash in the puddles. My own personal water park. Racing popsicle sticks down the gutters.

But nothing was like swimming in the rain. The pool would be empty because who goes to the pool when its raining, but no thunder meant they had to let me swim. The poor lifeguards.

some say rain cleanses the aura. a new beginning. Wouldn’t it be nice if rain brought a new beginning everywhere it went.

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