A Short Letter for Rain in the Rainy October
Dear rain,
I'll be your biggest fan whenever you came down. I like the air before you came, the smell of the ground that you bring, the sound that you make, the cool-cold breeze that blows to my cheek. If my room have a window, I would have sit there and look at the raindrops and feel the breeze while listening to the radio and reading my book.
P.s. You came late, you should've come when it's September.
I'll be your biggest fan whenever you came down. I like the air before you came, the smell of the ground that you bring, the sound that you make, the cool-cold breeze that blows to my cheek. If my room have a window, I would have sit there and look at the raindrops and feel the breeze while listening to the radio and reading my book.
P.s. You came late, you should've come when it's September.
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