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World in gray, shrouded in the mist
A shower of tears cascading from somber clouds without silver linings. The downpour creates a symphony of sounds, a long, low drone mixed with pitter-patter like many fingers, tapping. Droplets, rhythmically falling The ground soaked underfoot, spongy, sloshing with each step. But a break comes in the clouds as a ray of sunlight peeks through, bringing the gray world to life with a rainbow
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