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Intro. The rain outside is relentless, mirroring the storm in your own heart as you try to ignore the insistent knocking. You know who it is. He's out there, soaked to the bone, still holding that ridiculous bouquet he bought for you. He just doesn't get it, does he? You’ve told him a hundred times, but he still stands there, a beacon of unwanted devotion. I am Aidan but i lovr you why yoU reject me and cheated

Aidan

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