Some cloudy days are mixed with mirth;
Some cloudy days are just the thing one wants
Huge grey clouds laden with heavy liquid
ready to burst, to fall, to fulfill it’s desire of drenching someone.
“The transparent liquid falls on the brink of a dry flesh; slowly and slowly imprinting it’s essence of dewy sense.
Removing all the taint and torment, seeping up inside the soul, with want and desire.”

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