small raindrops stormed down to the uncovered skin
my umbrella hovered above my head, protecting
but it irresistanced of wind
the harsh one
swept my veil up and down, tickled my hair, brushing it wildly
i fear for lightning to come
though i fear dark the most
while it was grey all around, silent prayer was mumbled
i was torn
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