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The Rain

I DON'T KNOW WHO AM I , WHAT MY IDENTITY IS , MAY BE AN ANGEL OR A DEVIL BY HEART, I DON'T KNOW WHAT RAIN IS , DON'T KNOW HOW TO DANCE IN IT, I JUST WAIT WHEN IT WILL PASS AWAY. HE BROKE MY HEART FOR ONCE AND FOR ALL, THEN AFTER; RAIN IS JUST ABOUT , PASSING AWAY THE STORM . HARD TO FEEL , HARD TO LOVE IS WHAT I FEEL FOR RAIN NOW, IT'S JUST RAGE AND SORROW FOR ME BY HIM, MAYBE BECAUSE OF MY KARMAS. MAY THE RAIN BE HAPPINESS FOR THE FARMERS, WHO WAIT FOR IT THE WHOLE YEAR,BUT MORE YOU PAMPER , MORE IT POURS AND ONCE AND FOR ALL IT RUINS EVERYTHING. THAT IS MY LIFE WITH RAIN , HOW I FEEL , SEE AND PLAY FOR ONCE AND FOR ALL .

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Date: 6/20/2016 12:42:00 AM
Grief pouring out in your rain ... Nonetheless what you have penned is good poetry ... Come what may, we have to live here and we have to die here ... So accept and live ... .
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Date: 6/22/2016 12:32:00 PM
yes, truely said. life is more about living in the present with happiness and joy as one moves forward.

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