The weather couldn't been anymore perfect.
Blue skies.509Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4sdj5ZzSjH
Fluffy clouds.509Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP31lMlUCLt
Birds singing their melodies.
One couldn't ask for anything more from dear Mother Earth.509Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTr8dQMoCdD
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But...509Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNVZlPPvHG4
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There was a constant thunderstorm.
Raging.509Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNmIhOXpbjE
Despairing.509Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmYGvSTR3dz
A storm where one can't see, but only they themselves can feel.
No matter the amount of self-assurance they can apply.
That thunderstorm can't be qelled, unless there was an answer.
Good or bad.
An answer is all they need.
"I hate this.509Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9kQqlCLpGE
I hate this..509Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4cakqX859E
I hate this...509Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnPfZ4q7F3a
I hate... Myself... "
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"That's natural.509Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR8dh2yTvAT
After all, that's all you can do."
