My mood matches the storm outside. Flashes of lightning, rumbling thunder, hard hard raindrops pelting everything in sight.
I can only hope that my anger and disappointment are washed away like pollen on the wind as the storm passes.
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My mood matches the storm outside. Flashes of lightning, rumbling thunder, hard hard raindrops pelting everything in sight.
I can only hope that my anger and disappointment are washed away like pollen on the wind as the storm passes.
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