Rain rain rain

When I was young, oh yes I remember, when I was 14 years old, on a rainy day, I wanted to melt into the rain around myself and flowed together somewhere. I wondered "why and how am I still here?"
I clearly remember this because I wrote a poem about it. It was really bitter one...

Now, I'm here, somehow got this time and space and looking at rain drops were falling down and creating circles...
Anyway...  Life is an unexpected story... somehow continue...



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