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Sep 2015
When the rain flow up from the sky.
We all gonna cry from head to toes!
Our minds frozen like snow ice
So afraid to like my  throne in poetry
Even if it's tricky to live with the cold
But when we old, memories still remain
ow!.. rain shower my brain.
shower it each and every hours of the days
so it can feel refreshed and cool
warmest temperatures makes feel warm and cool
Coldest temperatures makes us freeze
Thou I can ease the pain
but memories are forever in brain
life hindrances
Written by
mastermind  South Africa, P.E
(South Africa, P.E)   
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     Sumina Thapaliya and NV
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