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It was pouring rain outside the window, and I stood outside the window, unable to conceal my disappointment: "At sunset, people are far away when I wake up from alcohol. The sky is full of wind and rain, and I am descending to the west building." Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, I stood in front of the window, my mind kept repeating what the person in the dream said to me, and laughed at myself: "In this life, I should have understood that she is no longer her, and I should let go of this obsession that I shouldn't have... All of this is like a one-man show that I am obsessed with, meaningless and meaningless!"

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