but on rainy days you would wait for
the transformation of the landscape
through broad strokes of light
you were smiling and
remnants of the storm hanging from your eyelashes
you were still shivering
you had found
Something
in your veins
or else in your DNA
which would lit up your eye
and you knew that the blue that was behind the clouds would not come bac,, that all the little cotton buds that were getting close to one another with some sort of joy would make you shiver, and then would drench you, but you would keep on being in awe.
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