Magic
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It's dark, cold and just about begins to drizzle, just about to turn bleak.
"It's beautiful!!", you say, looking up, mesmerised.
I look up to see a street lamp we are passing my, and the rain droplets sparkling as they gently fall on me, and it indeed is beautiful, like a thousand stars glistening, just for me, right there. It's magical!!
Where did this magic come from, all of a sudden?Is it the rain? Is the cold night, or the lazy walk? No, It's you!
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