High Hopes

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Raindrops started to fall,

Wishing this melanchly will washed out as well.

Winds are getting stronger,
Hoping this sadness will flew and fade into thin air.

Clouds are getting thicker,
Hope it'll cover my bruise and scars.

Tears started to fall,
Hoping this time it will be the last.

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