Raindrops are knocking the window. A poor flower bowed into the glass. Because it is not watered many days. So it's getting worse from day to day.
Raindrops are flowing from top to down on glasses of the window. It's a gently rain, because of sun and rain are together. Other flowers outside of the apartment are being watered is looking good. They are drought in last many days. The wind is blowing then gently. They are together and happy.
They seems like it's first day. They forgave hot sun of yesterday. It is the law of nature. When they die, when they rise, they are with nature all the time. Now these flowers are opened their petals. They are happy.
But the flower behind the window, in a pot is lost his color and appearance. If he has sound, he'll be weeping... Once upon a time he was under his owner's caring and he was growing very shiny. That was such a good time.
While he was good, flowers outside of apartment are drying and praying for water to the sky. He used to tease that flowers. He was so pride. That was unnecessary thing to him. He didn't know the trouble happening to them is gonna to happen to him. Now he understand it. He wishes this realization is not late.
"My happiness was not forever. Now a glass of water is next to me. But I'm drying. I'm thirsty. I didn't imagine that things will happen to me. They have (flowers in outside) a thing but i have not. That is stamina. And being together. And indulgence. They pass anything with their power. I didn't know that so I made mad words."
Seeing help from others is signal of ending nearly time...
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