Rain

 

 

I’ve just finished a new piece, and as I feel the sweet relief of the accomplished task, the shy drizzle becomes a proper rain, making of this an extraordinary moment for me.

The rain takes it all.

The tiredness and exhaustion are going away.

The rain is cleaning it all.

The rain takes it all.

Even the emptiness.

It’s time to start writing again.

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