A walk in the summer rain. The smell of warm and wet concrete, grass and fresh, clean air. A distant roll of thunder gently fades away. On a rainy day, the world out there is neither here nor there – your inner world awakens while you are spending thoughts about the past. Things that happened, and those that should have happened…
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