Synopsis-
A woman who says we are just like the rain. Tears will fall when you want to or when you really can't deal of a something-and just the like rain it will stop when you are tired of crying. Until the drop rain stop- my eyes getting tired.
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Rains are like thousands of memories where each drops remembers a scene. I have never smell nostalgia before not until her rain yearns my name. And since then, I have never felt more alive