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Rain.

The bloody cursers that darken the sky, the things that flow down the sky and land on anything.

Their colour ranging from anything, the clouds that are misshaped and darkened.

This is rain. Rain doesn't harm. It helps grow plants, give us water and keep us alive.

But sometimes rain is sad. The hailstorms, the thunder storms. Everything.

Rain has many ways to convey things. Rainbows show how the world is good, innocent and pure at heart.

But when the skies darken, the clouds thicken, rain will not allow mercy at this time. Rain will turn cold, making many breathless and cold.

Rain differs for everyone. Rain never stays the same. Rain will always happen.

Rain is mysterious. Rain is needed among places. But rain cannot be a saviour.

Rain is merely ocean water being carried and dropped elsewhere.

Rain is something, that never happens for many. Rain happens when others are sad. So in a way, rain is you.

Rain shines brightly in the sun when you are happy. Rain darkens and thunders throughout the skies, when you are angry, scared or anything.

Rain is just the part of you, that you'll never feel. Or never be able to merge with.

Rain is not a killer. Rain is not a miracle. Rain is water, rain is the saviour to plants.

Rain is rain.