Cascading Memories

Raindrops trickled down the windowpane, casting a watery veil over the world outside. She stood peacefully, gazing into the chaos, her thoughts drifting with the rhythm of the rain. Memories collided like raindrops, each forming a poignant ripple within her soul. The scent of wet earth awakened long-forgotten dreams, and the distant thunder echoed the storm within her heart. The window framed her reflection—a woman lost in contemplation, seeking reassurance in the cascading rain. As the rain continued to spill, she found comfort in the transient beauty of the moment, hoping for clarity amidst the obscurity.

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