A million of us fall everyday. I'm but only one of them. But we all fall together.
We would chat a little, though conversations don't last very long. Some of them would fall alongside with me but they pick up speed and fall faster, away from me, further and further.
Sometimes a few would crash into me as they fall, knocking me silly a little. Sometimes breaking me up. And then I would turn and curse and swear, yet sometimes, they looked pretty, and I would say "you're forgiven".
As I continue falling to the ground, I look back up and the skies are still grey, still full of my brethrens waiting to fall as well.
And when we all fall, we leave behind a trace of beauty, a rainbow which people often sigh upon, but never remembering the fall we take for them to enjoy the moment.
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