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Missing the rain, Leaves me in a blurry haze. The sound of dripping drops, Falling onto the rooftop. The wish to hold you close, As the thunder boasts.
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Jun 10, 2025
Jun 10, 2025 at 8:42 AM UTC
Miss The Rain
Missing the rain, Leaves me in a blurry haze. The sound of dripping drops, Falling onto the rooftop. The wish to hold you close, As the thunder boasts.
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The Border Between Brains
Jun 10, 2025
Jun 10, 2025 at 8:42 AM UTC
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