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There is something romantic in the rain that I can not explain with words- I guess this something that all of us-the rain lovers got in our souls
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Rain is amazing. Rain is beautiful.
When it rains I just forget about the presence of others around me. The way the air feels just before the rain rolls in, Is simply awesome. I get goosebumps and at that time, if I can chill out with some country music , I'm in heaven. I love the tiny chatar chatar sounds that make everything seem so huge, so endless. Listening to those sounds, trying to find them while walking along a misty path is absolutely magical.
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When it rains, I sit with my wet butt down in the wet grass, no longer caring if the neighbors see me, or what they might be thinking, and I just sit there in the rain, thunder and lightning creating the backdrop to the white noise. I love the feeling of rain falling on my face. I like the feelings that she bought for me.
P.S : This is bit incomplete..I wish readers will provide their valuable comment to make it complete.
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