The rain came.
It did not hesitate.
That drumming sound.
Thud, thud, thud.
Thud, thud, thud.
Yes, I will definitely come back just to listen
or watch the rain.
Only the rain.
Nothing but the rain.
Rain, rain, rain.
We ain't going dry, this time.
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