Walking past the busy roads in the city, it was a somber sight
It was gloomy and the scene was gray
There was a heavy mist descend, blocking the light
The rain drops cry between the mist and then play.
Umbrellas bloom like the spring flowers,
Pedestrians hurry searching a shelter
The pavement shines as result of the shower
Isn't really great to hear traffic tunes and bonkers
In the gloom, a certain beauty lies.
A peaceful stillness, a moment to reflect
The buildings stand, witnessing all this
In the rain, the city and me connect.
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