I love it so much I'd let this go on all day if I could raise enough rain dancers. But instead I'll just listen to it throught the walls, wishing I was in my bed, looking out my window, to the new world outside.
I love running straight into the downpoured fray, and waltzing between the drops, and spinning like a dervish around the rain-licked poles.
I love it most when the raindrops stick to the little hairs on my arms, and when I look into them I can see everything so clearly again.
do do do do do do do do do, the worst is over.
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