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Oct 2015
bless the rain, bless the blessings, bless your struggle, bless your questions, blessed is that knife, nothing like the smith n wessen, for everything is blessed, its is just your mind that see the hurt, your body that feels the pain. but without the rain we wouldn't acknowledge the beauty of the sun, so blessed is ur pain, for the love u have would be futile, without the hurt, even pain is felt in our brothers, fathers, all throughout mother earth, blessed is the rain.
stay stron smile through all the ******* remember that..
Written by
oscar sueño  colorado baby ;)
(colorado baby ;))   
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   Cecil Miller
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