The sky was getting dark, and even though it was spring, waves of biting cold wind blew by my ears, slapping my face without any sign of weakness, like a dark lullaby, resounding throughout the gloomy sky. On the way, I couldn't help shivering, but I didn't care too much, and the group of people rushed to the hospital. This was the first time I saw her, but I didn't expect it to be the last.
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