The world looks cold from the safety of my room
but I need air if my thoughts are going to bloom
and I can't live in constant fear of the rain
because living such a life would dry out my brain,
so I'm going to take a step outside
and I will not go home until the ground has dried,
I may look a fool when I'm shivering and wet
but at least it'd be something I wouldn't forget.
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