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Like standing in the rain on New Year’s Eve. Like picturing the perfect year ahead. Like the rain brought something hard to believe. Like a reality that I would dread. Like the rain falling so hard that it stings. Like the rain has also blurred my vision. Like I question my perception of things. Like each day demands a new decision. Like the rainfall forms my very own tears. Like the colours… Read More

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