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Jan 2017
Rainy days always remind me of you.

Not the kind of memory

you look back on with fondness,

but one that brings with it a sense of relief.

It seemed your sadness was always

the worst on those days.

As if regret fell down with every drop of rain.

The forecast is calling for several days of showers this week,

but within this new life, that prediction just doesn’t seem so bleak.
Caitlin Nesbit
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Caitlin Nesbit  30/F/Louisville, KY
(30/F/Louisville, KY)   
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