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I dreamed I was driving toward a wall of rain that wasn't moving
The rain was vertical and absolutely still, like a curtain someone hung in the field. I knew I shouldn't drive into it, but the road kept pulling me forward. Woke up feeling like the sky had been holding its breath.
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