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one; a grey cloud always hovers above him,
providing a constant drizzle of salty tears.

two; people around him pull out their umbrellas,
but his hands are weighed down in his pockets.

three; no one approaches him to offer help,
so he shivers and succumbs to the emptiness.

one two three, come drown with me.

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