I was going to write a story about the sun, but when I looked to the sky it burned my eyes. I was going to write a story about the moon, but when I looked up, it wasn't there. I was going to write a story about the stars, but the clouds hid them from my view. I was going to write a story about the shapes in the sky, but they were sewn together with thunder and lightning. I was going to write a story about a rain drop, but I couldn't quite catch one.
I was going to write a story today, but instead I danced in the rain.
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