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I am not crying. But it is raining outside. And I thought maybe this is heaven's way of saving me from tears. My sadness came in droplets sliding slowly off a glass window. But I am sure as hell glad it did not hail down on me like a storm.
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 5:25 AM UTC
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I am not crying. But it is raining outside. And I thought maybe this is heaven's way of saving me from tears. My sadness came in droplets sliding slowly off a glass window. But I am sure as hell glad it did not hail down on me like a storm.
#sad#tears#crying#rain#glad
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 5:25 AM UTC
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