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Nov 2014
I sit by the window and listen to the sound of the rain
The soft pitter patter is almost calming
The sky is now tar-black, a big difference to the cocktail blue it was
Raindrops falling, their drumming a melody, music to my ears
That sense of tranquility
The coolness of the water on your skin
Crystal clear drops
Falling from a sheet of grey sky
It's like I hear each individual drop of rain hit the ground;
One by one.
Lili
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Lili
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   Fatih Gul and Erenn
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