Walking along a clear lake
The wind is gentle and trees are swaying
Rain drops begin to fall from the gray sky
Storm clouds have started to form
I can hear thunder filling the air
And lightning trying to hide behind the clouds
Fog is spreading all around the sky
Making the clear scene hard to see through
As rain falls from the thick rain clouds
I can see ripples expand throughout the water
With each dropp of water that hit the surface
I gaze into the water and try to see what's looking at me
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