There was once, when I was really really young, where my family went to Batam for a vacation and we had one of those cute red vans to get around. The memory is a little vague now but I remembered it was raining and when the rain let up we stopped the van and alighted. We were on this gigantic bridge with blue water below and colourful rainbow above and we had popsicles together when it was cold out and it was one of the best memory of my childhood that I could remember.
I used to thought rainbows were miracles.
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