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Listening to the rain,
something that used to be her favorite thing.
What used to bring her solitude,
She feels she no longer values.
Now the rain only brings her more confusion.
Wondering if all they were
was some sort of an illusion?
She wishes he would evade her every thought,
but what he said to her runs through her mind a lot.
Was it true or was it not ?
When she read it, she felt as though her heart stopped.
She needs to find a different distraction.
To take away from the depressing interactions.
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