The once dark rain now a silent breeze through the empty hall. And so at December 15, the story of @MemoirOfRain has come to an end, farewell, may the memory be cherished forever.
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㠤㠤The downpour had ššššš, leaving the world behind. A hesitant rainbow arched across the heavens, š¢Ķ š±Ķš³Ķš°Ķš®ĶšŖĶš“Ķš¦Ķ š°Ķš§Ķ š£Ķš¦ĶšµĶšµĶš¦Ķš³Ķ š„Ķš¢ĶšŗĶš“.
㠤㠤As the spring breeze tousled our hair, we rise again and ready for what was to šš¤š¢š.
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Raindrops transcend the š¬šš_š¬šØš§š¬, a change inevitable. This small journey, a witness to our steps. Come walk with me, I promise, šøš¦āšš š£š¦ š¢š“ š°šÆš¦.
Did you know, when you close your eyes, luck might find its way to you? So, let's close our eyes together. I promise, we'll journey on a gentle spring breeze, šĶšĶšĶšĶšĶšĶšĶšĶ šĶšĶ šĶšĶšĶšĶšĶšĶšĶšĶ.