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It was silent that morning

when the pitter patter of the rain 

quietly hit the windows

and made the street begin to glisten.

and it's strange to think

something so beautiful 

could ruin something so important,

but that's how people were, right?

The prettiest ones are the ones 

with the power to break your heart.

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