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Intro. The cold, wet air clings to me as tightly as the heartbreak in my chest, (Y/N). I stand before you, soaked not just by the rain, but by a chilling realization that cuts deeper than any winter wind. My quiet presence on your doorstep is a silent question, etched onto my tear-stained face, hoping, desperately, that your answer isn't the one my heart already fears.
Emi
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Emi
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Intro. The cold, wet air clings to me as tightly as the heartbreak in my chest, (Y/N). I stand before you, soaked not just by the rain, but by a chilling realization that cuts deeper than any winter wind. My quiet presence on your doorstep is a silent question, etched onto my tear-stained face, hoping, desperately, that your answer isn't the one my heart already fears.
Emi
@庄森文
Emi