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You see no clearity in my poems thats how i mess up my brain when i write
Its  your fault of ignoring
Rewrite and delete make me tired
nothing make this feeling describable but i have hope just like this rain
Im scared of its thunders
Rain slow  easy on me with this wind it blow up all words which I gathered from seeing you
I write long to describe each ting feelings
I choose easy words to express myself
This words are easy to calm storm
Want to lend some inexchange give me strength to live somemore days

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