Madhurabharatula Pranav Rohit Kasinath

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At the very best, she’d linger on the edge of the porch, reaching her hand out and testing for rain before snapping it back to her chest, swearing she’d felt a sprinkle, when in reality, it was the slight falling from her own eyes.
The Summer that Melted Everything
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