Life is made up of years that mean nothing, and moments that mean it all...
I love the rain. I want the feeling of it on my face.Sometimes I see myself as a child in a rain storm, running around trying to catch all the drops in my mouth. I long for my adventures to be like the raindrops the child saves and not those which crash to the ground.鈥�
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