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The sun is shining but it's raining on your face, down your neck, through your socks, through your skin. It chills your heart and makes you glad. You look up. The sun, the clouds, the snowflake rain. Pink gumboots, striped jackets, dull canopies. People stare as you stop and wonder how people could hide from this pleasure which makes them cold, makes them see the amazement of sun and rain together creating beauty in a sunshower.
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May 18, 2012
May 18, 2012 at 10:26 PM UTC
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The sun is shining but it's raining on your face, down your neck, through your socks, through your skin. It chills your heart and makes you glad. You look up. The sun, the clouds, the snowflake rain. Pink gumboots, striped jackets, dull canopies. People stare as you stop and wonder how people could hide from this pleasure which makes them cold, makes them see the amazement of sun and rain together creating beauty in a sunshower.
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May 18, 2012
May 18, 2012 at 10:26 PM UTC
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