Beautiful Rain's Favorites
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Limits of Immortality
“Do you remember the first time you were badly hurt?”
“Not really. Don’t we all experience our share of scrapes and bruises …
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Alone, Still and Again
The night air is cold, and I am alone.
Wind tosses my hair, and blows right through my thin jacket, but I’m too numb to care…
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Walking.

The boy walked out of the house, out of the yard, out onto the street. He kept walking. For a while tears were streaming down…
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Waiting

She sat on the fence, waiting. What she was waiting for, she didn’t know. All that she did know was, that if she waited long …
