Not all introverts love rain
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When the rain started, what do you feel?
Siguro ang iba sa'tin ay masaya, humihigop ng kape o kumakain ng sopas na niluto pa ng kanilang nanay habang pinagmamasdan ang bawat patak ng ulan o hindi kaya payapa ang tulog pero sa lagay ni Summer there's no peace of mind when the rain started.
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July 1, 2022- published on watty
August 6, 2023-first revision
February 28, 2026-2nd revision
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