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That Which Is I hate the rain. Or, more specifically, the period of time right after the rain. Because you go outside, and even though there's no more rain falling, you still manage to get wet. The air becomes thick and moist and your skin becomes clammy and cold all day. Unfortunately, my already unpleasant mood turned positively sour as I found my self plummeting down to the ground, just as I turned a street corner. I stood up and looked around to find what had tripped me, only to find that the something turned out to be a someone. It was a little boy, kneeling on the ground. I stared incredulously down at him. Why would someone willingly kneeThat Which Is by ~gutterwater
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Sta.sh
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Watching white moon face
The stars never feel anger
Blah, blah, blah, the end
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"Count the garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall.
Count your life with smiles and not the tears that roll."