It came slowly...then rushed down...
It made ripples all around...
I stopped swimming...took shelter...
All there was a gazebo with a hole in the center...
The longer I wait... the colder it gets...
On that point, its impossible not to get wet...
So I jumped, swirled in the middle of the rain...
Soaking wet... but no sign of pain...
Did Hip Hop, Jazz and a bit of Waltz too...
Enjoying the sky that's no longer blue...
Oh! I feel so free, Can't you see?
I've broken out of my boundaries...
Now it's my favorite thing to do...
Doesn't matter if work is overdue...
Doesn't matter how hard it pours...
I'll run to the shore...
This will seems to galore...
Dancing on the pouring rain once more...
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