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today under the dark sky...

Kind people are the first one to die
That's when you know they were actually Angels in human form

Despite of the dark or almost dark sky and the brisk she decides to go out even today
She chooses the lake side today . She lifts the bubble umbrella and sneaks out of the house.
She watches her steps and hums another lilting and repetitive melody
However to rest of the world she seems gloomy and insecure to walk with her chin low close to her collarbone

In the meantime the first drop of the rain falls directly onto the metallic surface close to the sole of her red sneaker followed by few more drops and in just no time rain starts pouring.

Even though she carries an umbrella
But she decides to save it for the day
And continues watching her own steps humming the melody most suited for the moment