I was struggling in my room, trying to face the fact which I did not want to accept.
It started raining.
I was devastated at some restaurant, trying to accept the difference between people.
It started raining hard.
I was facing to a problem of the weekness of a person which made me full of sadness.
It started raining hard with thunder.
I was suffering from the difference between people and myself in an amuzement park.
It started raining hard enough that the place was closed for a day.
No one knows how much feeling I have to a particuler thing, but they seems to know it.
Let's make them all coincidence.
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