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Mar 2020
On a rainy day
she tucks herself in,
lying on a pillow
made out of tears.
...
As the heavy raindrops
fall on her skin,
on a rainy day,
she barely sleeps.
...
Every time she does,
she wakes full of shame
...
and then she comes to realize
that rain is her name.
When it rains, it pours.

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Cayley Raven
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Cayley Raven  27/F/Czech Republic
(27/F/Czech Republic)   
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