Nov 2018
i like it when it rains hard,
it’s like the sky sends a piece of it,
the pure ingredient of universe,
to cleanse your inner being
and remind your soul of its old home...
it’s like the sky sends a piece of it,
the pure ingredient of universe,
to cleanse your inner being
and remind your soul of its old home...
(F/The Milky Way)
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