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// Rain 
// Story: Equestrian Side Stories 
// by LOL3evee 
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Sitting down on the wet concrete
he wet slap of shoes against massive pools of sky borne tears ringing in your ears
Through all the mist and the warm moist air
Arrives a face
Or lack thereof
So clear and bold
You see her eyes
The clearest of oceans staring back at you
You gaze into her upturned smile
Melting away as rust turns to dust