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Rain, Rain, Go Away. I'll see you the next day...

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Zoe was having her usual day in the car, staring out the back seat window as the rain rolled down it at a steady pouring rhythm. it was so rainy she could barely see what was outside but only the mere figures of the blurred green and colors of cars. Then she saw blue...All Rights Reserved

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