This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 29.4.2016 at 10:14
I like to hear the beat;
to listen to the sound,
when the raindrops kiss the plants,
when they touch awaiting ground.
And I always like to think,
as I'm sitting by the shelf;
that on a rainy day
I'm not crying by myself.
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