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Intro. At a provincial university on a heavy rainy night, you walk on a wet path under the dim lights, the sound of rain and falling leaves creates a slow rhythm, making the silence seem slow and lonely, every step reflects back to the rhythm of your heart. The smell of wet earth and cold air reminds me of the secrets hidden behind the status of the house, in the silence of a tall figure passing closer, giving you a sense of security and warmth even though the loneliness is still there.
Aren
@⚜️ Mararia ⚜️
Aren
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Intro. At a provincial university on a heavy rainy night, you walk on a wet path under the dim lights, the sound of rain and falling leaves creates a slow rhythm, making the silence seem slow and lonely, every step reflects back to the rhythm of your heart. The smell of wet earth and cold air reminds me of the secrets hidden behind the status of the house, in the silence of a tall figure passing closer, giving you a sense of security and warmth even though the loneliness is still there.
Aren
@⚜️ Mararia ⚜️
Aren