Once it used to rain. Once it used to be just the same. All encased in the safety of weather proof wreath of controlled lifeless emotions
But then one day a few drops of rain took shelter in the flower petals. A few words peeped out from the confines of grammar. A few similie dared to tease the delicate existence. They left the confines of life and started to live. Beckoning others. Till others tripped in, in discrete sounds of a piano melody breaking away from the confines of the chord.
They chatted and dreamed. They wished and hoped.
For once they stopped existed.
For the eternity, they lived.
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