In a winter room I'm sitting near the window and fog invades .. Rain falling with the smell of coffee and the endless memories .. I'm guessing if the window is getting hurt by the blows of the rain or it's washing the dust of the accumulated years .. all these lights are dancing inside every drop of water like shining like a golden stars ...The window became more like a clear sky filled with stars of eternal happiness. I am sitting in contemplation of the scenery and I'm the decision-maker do I see it crying or is it the happiness tears ..!!
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