She just wanna stand under umbrella and enjoy the rain.
The rain that fall down.
The rain that fall down non stop.
It's pretty.
The sound of the rain is pretty.
The sound of the rain is pure.
The sound of the rain is real.
The sound of the rain soothing her heart.
Heart that full of worries.
Heart that need loves.
Loves. Love.
She just wanna sit and watch the moon.
Moon that bright and shines in the darkness.
The stars around it.
The stars that prettily shine on their own.
It's so pretty.
The night is cold.
Cold like an ice.
Walk in the street.
Walk under the lamp.
Walk and walk.
No destination.
Walk heals her.
Walk makes her happy.
Happy.
She's happy.
She's happy because she knows everything will be alright.
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