Weary of the Wind

Weary of the Wind

At this time, the fruits beseeched the rainy days, because their leaves have become weary of the wind that howled at night.
As the night was creeping on the ground, the leaves waved in the wind and the thunder grumbled like an old man. It became clear that I can afford the sun that glared down at me from the sky.



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