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The storm breaks down, crying hard. In the darkest nights, when no one can see, It's loud, but people ignore it. They think it will go away, and it will shine again. In the brink of dawn, the storm halts. The bad moments don't last forever, it realises, that there will be other moments, where it will shine again. Sometimes it's important to storm. You may help those without water, Or they just want to be there in everything. And it helps the storm process the day. The storm smiles, a light rain pours. The sun shines brightly, bad moments don't last. At least not forever, and while it's good to storm, it's also good to shine. The storm cries louder, begging to be heard. The sun doesn't have to do anything, for it will always be seen. The sun may be seen a lot, but it's not well-liked. They complain it's too hot, it shines too brightly. The storm might not be seen, however some like it. They dance in the rain, and finally? Embrace it. They both have their own difficulties, now that they realise that, they know. They come together, kiss, and create something beautiful. They create a rainbow. Nobody complains about the rainbow, it's very well liked, they even dance to it, and finally, embrace it fully. Taking a photo or a whiff of the air.
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Jan 6
Jan 6, 2026 at 4:44 PM UTC
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The storm breaks down, crying hard. In the darkest nights, when no one can see, It's loud, but people ignore it. They think it will go away, and it will shine again. In the brink of dawn, the storm halts. The bad moments don't last forever, it realises, that there will be other moments, where it will shine again. Sometimes it's important to storm. You may help those without water, Or they just want to be there in everything. And it helps the storm process the day. The storm smiles, a light rain pours. The sun shines brightly, bad moments don't last. At least not forever, and while it's good to storm, it's also good to shine. The storm cries louder, begging to be heard. The sun doesn't have to do anything, for it will always be seen. The sun may be seen a lot, but it's not well-liked. They complain it's too hot, it shines too brightly. The storm might not be seen, however some like it. They dance in the rain, and finally? Embrace it. They both have their own difficulties, now that they realise that, they know. They come together, kiss, and create something beautiful. They create a rainbow. Nobody complains about the rainbow, it's very well liked, they even dance to it, and finally, embrace it fully. Taking a photo or a whiff of the air.
I tried my best to invoke human emotion with weather that we typically associate with them. When you're sad, nobody wants to see it or hear it. When you're happy? Suddenly everyone's there, watching. So, be a mix of both, and create a rainbow! :)
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Jan 6
Jan 6, 2026 at 4:44 PM UTC
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