The earlier memory of the sun's red glare on the horizon was now replaced with soft raindrops steadily falling on the tin roof.
All the pain and tears endured during the daylight hours was now washed away by the cleansing rain.
The night brought peace and tranquility. An escape to a feeling and emotion so great no words could ever describe.
A place of retreat never entered before and never to be forgotten.
Where breath comes a little too quick and hearts beat a little too fast, and the smell of beautiful roses fill the air all around you.
Pray for the night to never end. Pray for the happiness in your heart to always stay.
Never give up the hope that the feeling is so very real and sincere that suddenly one day the red glaring sun won't chase it away, and the raindrops on the tin roof will be another peaceful memory of the journey you made toward total fulfillment

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