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listening to the rain puts everything in perspective everything seems to matter a little less when you’re standing in a rainstorm it’s both quiet and loud an interesting mix of lack and presence of sound wind in my hair, clothes, on my face i think this is why people believe in god it’s very rare these days to expirence something so raw to realize that we really matter nothing at all that we are here, now that we belong on earth in this rainstorm i let the weather soak my hair and my coat running through the dark my shoes barley touch the ground i want to reach her the rain and tell her i finally believe in god
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Jan 17, 2019
Jan 17, 2019 at 12:39 AM UTC
I LOVE WHEN IT RAINS :))))
listening to the rain puts everything in perspective everything seems to matter a little less when you’re standing in a rainstorm it’s both quiet and loud an interesting mix of lack and presence of sound wind in my hair, clothes, on my face i think this is why people believe in god it’s very rare these days to expirence something so raw to realize that we really matter nothing at all that we are here, now that we belong on earth in this rainstorm i let the weather soak my hair and my coat running through the dark my shoes barley touch the ground i want to reach her the rain and tell her i finally believe in god
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Jan 17, 2019
Jan 17, 2019 at 12:39 AM UTC
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