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The smell of rain over powers me. With sadness and lonesomeness sharing the burden. Continuously bringing back memories from the past. That i have so long been trying to forget. anxiousness fills my powerless body. Motionless i just stand there waiting for something to happen. Coming to the realization that nothing ever will.





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