I run in the rain,
not seeing where I go,
The wind twists my hair and laughing,
takes my strength.
But I'm not afraid,
because I know –Even the rain teaches to love the skies.
Jan 12, 2025
Jan 12, 2025 at 2:47 PM UTC
I run in the rain,
not seeing where I go,
The wind twists my hair and laughing,
takes my strength.
But I'm not afraid,
because I know –Even the rain teaches to love the skies.
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