I see gnarled branches reaching into the gloomy gray sky which is crying drowning the earth in its tears. I see what usually looks like beautiful fields turned into swamps. I see no sunshine just a blanket of gray separating the world from sunshine, keeping people inside and soaking those who go outside. And, I can almost picture the sheets of water running down the windows.
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