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When it Rains, it Pours. [Uta No Prince Sama]
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"When it rains it pours. Maybe the art of life is to convert tough times to great experiences: we can choose to hate the rain or dance in it." Tokiya said rubbing my back as I cried. I shook my head and just managed to sob out "I hate the rain, I always have."
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