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When you wait in the rain, it seems like every drop just drags on.
Standing in the rain and waiting is when you’re already soaked to the bone, but you’re still not going anywhere.
The sky seems to be sad with me while we’re apart.
Through this thunder, I can hear your footsteps outside the door every now and then.
An umbrella saves me from the rain, but it doesn’t save me from how much I miss you.
This downpour seems to wash away everything unnecessary, leaving only one thing — the desire to see you sooner.
When the rain has been pounding outside the window for hours, time simply drags on unbearably long.
We’re now in different cities looking at the same rain and waiting for the sun to finally come out.
I look at the wet asphalt in the lights of the streetlights and imagine you walking this road to me.
Waiting for you in such bad weather is even pleasant, because I know what warmth awaits us ahead.
The drops running down the glass are like tears of joy when we finally meet.
This smell of wet earth always brings me back to the day when we promised to be together no matter what.
Everything has fallen silent outside because of the downpour, and I sit in this silence, listening to every rustle.
Everything around is covered in fog, but I know for sure that soon this waiting time will end.
Any rain sooner or later passes, the clouds disperse, and you will definitely return too.
Every minute alone with this rain is just another small step towards our meeting.
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STOPA bird flies not for tricks, but because the sky is its only true home.
A flower blooms without looking back at the neighboring bushes; it simply catches its sun.
Birds stay in the air not by force, but by the fact that they know how to catch a favorable wind in time.
Any flight begins with a desperate push of its paws from a reliable branch.
When a bud blooms, it seems as if the earth is quietly and slowly growing into the sky.
The bird's trace in the sky melts instantly, but the sky itself never seems empty after that.
Petals falling in the wind are the most beautiful and saddest flight that nature has invented.
Many have wings, but only those who are not afraid to be left without support under their feet fly.
When a bird sings on a flowering branch, the earth and the sky finally begin to understand each other.
The flower is firmly rooted in the ground, but its fragrance still flies wherever it pleases.
Flight is not a struggle with the ground, but the ability to relax and trust the air currents.
In a strong storm, birds do not hide, but rise higher, where the wind becomes more even.
A dandelion does not regret its shape when the wind carries its seeds on its first and last flight.
We look at birds at high altitudes not out of curiosity, but because we ourselves long for this feeling of weightlessness.
A bird sits on the ground to rest, and a flower withers to give life to new seeds.
The sky is held up by three things: the wings of a bird, the fragrance of flowers, and the free wind that unites all this.