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Apr. 12th, 2015 01:23 pm1.
Hamel’s skies remain cloudy. In the rain, there was the scent of summer with the faintest bit of heat. It was no longer cold.
When the rain stopped, there was the sound of cicadas. Even though they were quiet now, one could easily imagine how loud they would be after the rainy season had passed.
The wind picked up, and the wind chimes hanging on the window jingled clearly, resonating with the pitter patter of the rain against the buildings.
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Hamel’s skies remain cloudy. In the rain, there was the scent of summer with the faintest bit of heat. It was no longer cold.
When the rain stopped, there was the sound of cicadas. Even though they were quiet now, one could easily imagine how loud they would be after the rainy season had passed.
The wind picked up, and the wind chimes hanging on the window jingled clearly, resonating with the pitter patter of the rain against the buildings.
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