The rain


" Everything is wet and rainy
waiting for the sun to arrive
the time passes quickly
but the heavy rain is still alive

Me in the blanket, shivering from cold
imagining the sun bright and gold
but it seems like now the sun
is not enough bold

Looking for the ray of sunlight
feeling the cold breeze
everything is watery
street's, building's and even the tree's"

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