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May 2014
Have you ever felt this weird sensation of happiness ?
When it does rain, I feel it. I hear it. I watch it.
The sound of the rain is a peaceful noise, rare and fragile.
Its fragility make it beautiful and mostly essential.

In my bed, alone, I feel alive when there's a storm.
I feel protected. I feel this unexplainable feeling:
I love the rain for that. It is, for sure, the only element
That can make me peacefully smile.

That kind of people are called : ombrophiles
Like the rain forests, or plants that need rain to survive.
In that case, I'm a rain forest or an ombrophile.
My happiness survives thanks to the sound of the rain

I love its sounds but I hate being under
I can't handle being wet, being vulnerable.
But still, in my bed, a storm is my best dream.
I don't know what's yours but I hope it makes you happy as much as rain does for me.
AndSoOn
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AndSoOn  27/Switzerland
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