Like the hour of sleep approaches,
Everything goes down.
In the direction of everything
I close my eye in search of rest,
And I find a dream,
Without an answer of the rain
As lightning and thunder is accompanied,
My dream remains uncolored.
As daybreak, I get up with an answer,
To move in direction of the weather
With an umbrella, I shade the fear of getting wet.
But soon, it gets sunny.
I left home with an umbrella,
The answer to my fear of not getting wet
And not getting dry.
"To reduce water from getting out of you or getting into you, use an umbrella"
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