-Stop crying, baby!
-Oh, I can't, I'm a rainy cloud.
-Let me help you, the blooming tree said.
-Can you draw the wind for me? asked the cloud.
-Yeap, I can, it's not so difficult.
-But can you make it blow for me?
-I guess..Yeah, it' s ok, I can do it for you, the blooming tree answered.
-Bring me the sun too.Can you put it on the sky?
-This is kind of rough...sun is busy on a rainy day.But I think I can do it.Is this enough? asked the tree.
-Oh no, I need june or july, cause spring is crying my eyes out, you see, wept the cloud.Can you?
-I don't know, but I can try...Do you really need all these things?
-Yes, I do.
-Well, I'm thinking that the wind will take your drops and my flowers too, the sun will make you vanish and another season will turn me into a fruit-tree...
...sometimes raining-crying is the only way to stay alive.
Strada ca o iluzie/The street as an illusion
pe Liternet.ro I make movies in my head about what some people who pass me on the street are thinking. I don't know them and yet I wa...
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pe Liternet.ro I make movies in my head about what some people who pass me on the street are thinking. I don't know them and yet I wa...
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