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The sky hung low, swollen with clouds that had stolen the color from the world, casting everything in shades of gray. The first raindrops fell, heavy and cold, as if the heavens themselves were tired and restless.
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The sky hung low, swollen with clouds that had stolen the color from the world, casting everything in shades of gray. The first raindrops fell, heavy and cold, as if the heavens themselves were tired and restless.
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