The Passerby
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Última publicación mar, dic 6, 2022
I used to despise the pouring rain, I can't even picture it out how
most of the people prefer the presence of the rain more than a sunny weather.
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However, for some unexpected reason, I started to be fond of the rain.
It slowly became a rhythm that I'm always looking for as if
it wanted to bring back the memories of yesterday.
But will better days arrive after the storm? I constantly wonder; I guess this is where we could say that being genuinely happy feels like a free trial.
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