Weather
She was like a weather. She can be sun, who is brighter than the sun, that would never run. She is like rain, that would cry again and again, that they thought she's gonna complaint, but, now she's drain, that no Word's could explain. Just like the weather wondering what could possibly the weather tomorrow, and what she might feel? is it gonna rain? that could cry her heart out? -liyuh:>
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