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Rain Nostalgia

It's raining once more            Introducing a flood of new nostalgia My eyes became part of the heavy rain             History's eyesight is blurred Hoping "That day yet again" Still, desires aren't always granted.
Written: June 19, 2022

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Date: 6/21/2022 4:51:00 AM
I am delighted to witness the blooming of your poetic ardor, my dearest friend, Lasaad! Keep blooming! God bless you!
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Date: 6/20/2022 5:04:00 AM
Reflective and evocative write, Lassad. Powerful ending line.
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Date: 6/19/2022 10:27:00 PM
Absolutely love this Lasaad….the rain makes me feel nostalgic and reflect with both happy and sad memories so I can relate! Debx
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Date: 6/19/2022 10:18:00 PM
'My eyes became part of the heavy rain'..... An evocative line. Desires cannot be hoped to be granted all the time. Accept life as it comes.
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