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... night sky."
Drowned out by the sea of noise, my words of silent realization were heard by no one but myself. I alone was left standing there, solely being forced to be weighed down by their inescapable meaning.
Even as my white palm was being burned red, I didn't even flinch.
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It happened the night that I met that odd girl in the rain—the girl who had been clad in white and allowed the rain to pour down on her frail body, the girl who'd pushed me to envision a ...
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