Raindrops fall on the tiles and wake me up.
Outside, the rainy weather is falling through
the branches of the slightly overgrown trees.
Birds are happy singing
A fly was sitting on the drying wire drying it.
A bud is waiting for the sunrise
Raindrops in various postures on leaves of plants
Makes my mind mesmerize in the morning
© Manakavingyan
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