Sometimes it sounds like rain like the melody of a monotonous cry...

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Sometimes it sounds like rain, like the melody of a monotonous cry. I listen to get ears. There is a rustling sound in the air. All in all, the heart became ha-ha. I do not feel huge depression in the vast emptiness of the primordial. My companions call me out of the darkness by the window. One day I drowned in loneliness with those people.