
After the Rain
I always hated rain as a kid. Rainy days kept me prisoned in my home. Then I saw it. My rainbow.
Rainy days, I hated them. They kept me imprisoned inside of my home, waiting to go back outside and play. Then, the rain stopped, and I saw it: a rainbow, releasing me from my prison and back into freedom. And it was beautiful.


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- After the Rain 2012-09-24 01:11:44 UTC4044