I was standing in the rain
My bare feet on the gravels
Staring into the empty street
The quite houses
The luminous street light
My vision was blurred by the rain
I took off my glasses
Everything become clearer
Blurred only by my incapability
Water surging down the street
Like a river
The end unseen
I was standing in the rain
Alone
The rain pelting down my skin
Running down my cheek
As if I’m crying
In that moment
It was easy to believe that
We’re free
I’m free
It was easy to believe that
Nothing else matters but now
It was easy to believe that
We’re divine
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