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Jan 2015
I am the rainy day that ruins your plans.
That ghost fog that leans over your shoulder to haunt you,
the droplets that look suspicously like tears,
the wind that ruins your favourite umbrella and doesn't quite sweep you off of your feet.
I'm that miserable day. I am that ******* rainy day you saved everyone else for.
It's just that I thought you loved the rain like I did.
But then the sun came out
and I guess you changed your mind.
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   Ariel Baptista
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