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Oct 2018
She supposed it was more than just rain.
It was a touch, light and rough upon the skin.
A harsh tap tap that seemed to echo through the world.
Eventually, it took over as she knew it would.
It felt cool, running down her soul
Not that she wanted the cracks cleaned out.
But the rain was insistent, formidable, and crushing.
It was, after all, more than just rain.
Danielle
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Danielle  28/F/Vermont
(28/F/Vermont)   
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       Lori Jones McCaffery, ---, Yann and Sandy grey
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