Chapter 18 of 170

State of Bliss

Soul Writer: Words From Within50 words~1 min read

The pitter patter of the drops against the roof

So soothing in its way

A melody that makes everything drift away

I can finally feel that little shred of tranquality

Spreading like a drug through my veins

Engulfing me completely

A state of bliss as I inhale deeply the petrichor

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