A droplet of rain made its way down my unsuspecting nape.
The first droplet of rain.
Why do we have to crash?
Why do we have to fall?
Why do we have to—rain?
The pen is losing its ink.
A pen suddenly losing its i
Ink. Rain. Ink.
What if rain becomes ink?
What if ink rains?
It's cold.
The first droplet of rain.
Why do we have to crash?
Why do we have to fall?
Why do we have to—rain?
The pen is losing its ink.
A pen suddenly losing its i
Ink. Rain. Ink.
What if rain becomes ink?
What if ink rains?
It's cold.
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