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May 2015
The rays of the sun was too much scorching
But I was standing here
On the other side of the road
Hoping that when the rain comes
You will offer me your hand
And we will dance together
With the sound of the raindrops falling
Just like before

Hours passed, then the day ended
Little drops are starting to fall
Not from the sky
But from my eyes

How many days and nights will I stand here
Before I can hold your hand again*?
Just another sad poem. Melancholy is my muse nowadays.
Dhaye Margaux
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Dhaye Margaux  Pearl Of The Orient Seas
(Pearl Of The Orient Seas)   
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