Raindrops.

I left my umbrella at home.

And it is raining on these streets crowded with strangers that I have not learnt to love.

Cold, quiet and lost in thoughts, I bathed in raindrops and let them seep beyond these pores.

As I sat on the concrete steps and stared on at the world that stops for no one.

So cruel and fascinating at the same time.

While I feel the raindrops dancing with my blood through these veins.

Cleansing me of any confusion and disappointment.

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