VIII

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Like clouds,
We get full
And bound
To pour
The tears
That grow

Like storms
Without joy
That roam
And destroy,
I know
There's calm
Within

Whatever
You feel,
Whenever
It's real

Seek peace
In cries,
And bliss
In disguise

Like weather,
You wouldn't know
If life will ever
Shine or snow

Mend your mind
Ease your heart
Then you'll find
A way to fight

Away the pain
The bitterness

Of your lonely soul
Deep inside

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- i wrote this for a friend who requested me to create a poem for his younger sibling hehe

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