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When the rain began to fall, I would throw on my jacket and run outside. I would hold out my hands to gather the water into my palms and then I would feel happy and sing.
I would extend my arms to hold a friend in each arm, and when each saw the other they would run from me and were friends no more and I would feel sad and cry.
Short, concise and sad. Sometimes I feel we are all on different islands, I make a concerted effort everyday of at least saying hello to everyone I run into. This only presents a problem at the store, everyone there is distracted so I try to say excuse me and thank you a lot. lol Interesting that you like rain.
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