The weather couldn't been anymore perfect.
Blue skies.511Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWOuH3mtmnN
Fluffy clouds.511Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwDNIJ5HIfl
Birds singing their melodies.
One couldn't ask for anything more from dear Mother Earth.511Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcDBC3LeHWJ
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But...511Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaF4opjr8dk
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There was a constant thunderstorm.
Raging.511Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6b5VqRZCk4
Despairing.511Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdBGoa8awCN
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.511Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzOpYfG3OXo
I hate this..511Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaAbj9F7OtA
I hate this...511Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWSAsRVM5CI
I hate... Myself... "
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"That's natural.511Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNZ32Go151O
After all, that's all you can do."
