As unpredictable as always.
You will never know when it will appear and when it will disappear, how long it will last, how intense it will be, whether it will be warm like summer nights or cold like winter ones.Will it be like a gentle kiss?
delicate, pleasant and delightful.
Or perhaps as a passionate one?
rough, vicious, uneven and out of control.
That's just how unpredictable rain is.
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In Order To Grow
Poetrybecoming something I've always deserved to be empowering my soul and my mind fighting for me