rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


After the rain, the grey east broods, but, in the west, the clouds break and turn bright, and swaths of blue appear. The sunlight streams down and steams arise from rooftops and bright pavements. All the green comes alive in the trees, and their wet trunks and branches are dark. Flowers glisten and the birds sing. Still time for a walk.
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