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Nov 2014
Dear Rain,
If you're listening I pray you send the storm, across the welsh seas.
Thunder so loud it deafens my cries at night, a howling winds so chilly it freezes my weak heart.
I hope the lightening is so bright that it blinds me to the memories of him, the clatter of the rain on my loft-space bedroom, my tears look pathetic and put to shame.
I hope you bring your clouds of grey to clash with my awful mood. And when the nights over, when this is all over,
I hope and I pray you bring that dazzling rainbow - and I find my *** of gold in the end.

Love,
Ria.
Getting over someone and trying to look for the good once the bad is over. Moving on and being optimistic will take time!
AR
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