Rain is a beautiful thing.

Rain is that which showers upon the world rinsing us of our woes.

Cleansing us of the negatives times and replacing it when a refreshing new start.

The rain washing away that which makes me dirty.

It conceals my tears when I wish to cry.

Makes me hard to see when I desire to disappear.

Uncovers what was once buried away.

Rain is many things, it has many purposes.

When I sleep the sound of rain is there to help me slumber peacefully.

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