The rain drenches that part of the heart which had been lying barren in all the other seasons.
Like a bird, it soars to touch the limitlessness of the sky, to gather wind in its feathers.
The sound of pouring rain births that piece of the jigsaw puzzle, which had been missing in all the other seasons.
Filling the void, painting the big picture, completing the circle of life.
Like a bird, it soars to touch the limitlessness of the sky, to gather wind in its feathers.
The sound of pouring rain births that piece of the jigsaw puzzle, which had been missing in all the other seasons.
Filling the void, painting the big picture, completing the circle of life.
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