Today I cried a lot. I didn’t know where it came from, at first. It was sudden thunderstorms. The forecast said, not a cloud in the sky but suddenly the rain came down. It hit the ground loudly at first. It startled me. When the ground was wet, it continued to pour and pour making drum beats on the pavement. It was unpleasant and cold. I felt alone and ashamed of my loneliness, drowning in the water of my sorrows. Sorrows, that were nicely buried when the climate was dry. But the rain moved through the dirt and the sand, and the sorrows shook off their old faces and climbed out to face me. I had no choice but to say hello.
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