I will live as a writer who keeps alive the music of the language, holds head and heart together in the words, and writes in hope and passion that one person will be better because he or she reads what I wrote.
It is raining again just now ! I could hear the rain pouring down .... how sweet the sound .... Woohoo ... long awaited rain .... may the dry spell and hot weather go away forever ! Yeah ... !!!
What a gloomy and lonely weather.
What deafening but beautiful thunder.
Rain falling ceaselessly,
straight down from the horizon above.
Not like tears from a crying heart,
nor blood dripping from an invisible wound.
But like a sudden surge of non-comprehensible emotions,
drenching you wet at a speed faster than you can ever imagine.
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