The Man

The man came and went like a lightning.

 He came on a friday - the rain was heavier than anyone could remember - and spent the night in the only pension the village could offer. He was gone in the next morning and would never come back.

However, as is commonly known lightnings aren’t measured by their duration but by the amount of catastrophe they leave behind.

"The Man", Ed Sheeran


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