The light green leaves contrasted against the wet, dark tree trunks. The world seems melancholy on a rainy day, but somehow hopeful. Spring rains sometimes last for days at a time, but it is not the dreary, cold rain of the winter. This rain speaks of life, of promises half-forgotten. The world is beginning anew, and all people are beginning to breathe again. The sun is coming back. Summer is coming.
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