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Jul 2018
The rain has stopped
but the sun is out sight.
The sky is cloudy grey
and I've grown numb.
I think I miss the pouring
hitting on my skin,
at least I had something
to make me feel.
Carolina
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Carolina  25/F/Argentina
(25/F/Argentina)   
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