Rain Few drops of purity

I let the rain fall on me. Soaking me, drop by drop.

Slowly running and dripping off my skin.

I take a slow deep breath, indulging, in the scent, so fresh and pure. Clearing my chest,

That was heavy with something of concern. I stick out my tongue. to savor a few drops, of purity.


bringing me peace & sanity.

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Rudra Shiv



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