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... stiny.” Sylvan Cheney’s mood was very depressed.
He pulled out a box of cigarettes and lit one.
Continuous rain threads fell on his face, the cold wind blew, cutting like a knife.
The burning cigarette lit up and dimmed, just as the gloom in his eyes mirrored the dark sky, devoid of any light.
Yolanda Fern leaned on the tombstone, crying incessantly.
Her tears mixed with the rainwater, her sobs becoming breathless.
“Don’t cry, your heart is not goo ...
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