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It was a rainy night.
The rain crackled against my window.

This sound ...
The sound of rain against my window, it has hit my heart.

I couldn't fall asleep. The feeling of slowly fading away wasn't going and grew that night.

I snapped my memopad and started to write down all my emotions.

Does it help? May be.

'Tomorrow is a new day' I kept telling me this.

"Tomorrow ..."

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