Rainy Days

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I grew up realizing how unfortunate the rain is

No one seem to like it. Everyone hates it when it rains

I grew up feeling different about it.

I love the rain.

When I was a kid, I used to watch the rain in our car’s window.

Now, my mom always tell me,

“You used to love the rain when you’re a little girl.”

“And you all don’t”, I respond.

At night, I pray to live in a place where rain exists everyday

With the one I will spend my coffee at night,

knowing that we will do the same thing in the morning

And repeat.

Is it not fair of me?

To think that rain will be eternal

I opened my eyes and realized,

Rain will always stop.

-I hope not.

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