Articles Archive for 30 November 2009
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It’s been raining all night and I have been sitting by the window waiting for dawn, waiting for the skies to clear up, waiting to see the first rays of the morning sun beaming through the clouds.
I lay on my bed and see the shadow of a raindrop on my cheek as it glides on my window pane. Is it me crying? Am I hurting? Suddenly it seems like the skies reflect the canvas of my life. I am forced into a recluse I want to be in my happy …
