A Rainy Day by the River

_{(Effect by DeepArtEffects)}

A weeping willow, draped in emerald green,
Sways gently in the soft, persistent rain.
Its branches trail down to the water's sheen,
Reflecting sorrow in the window pane.

　Along the path, a lonely figure walks,
　Their footsteps echoing on the wetted stones.
　The city skyline, gray and stark, talks
　Of distant dreams and distant, lonely zones.

A bridge spans the river, arched and old,
A silent witness to the years that pass.
The current murmurs tales that are untold,
Of love and loss, and hope that still outlasts.

　The rain continues, falling without cease,
　A gentle lullaby, a soothing balm.
　And in this quiet moment, peace
　Descends upon the weary, troubled soul.

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