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Feb 2016
I walked to see a road wc can be attributed to a path or a destination
A retreating form of a vehicle
A poor pup on the side walk
Muddy grounds
Trees
Sunlight
Umbrella
Drizzle
I could write a line, a verse or a stanza
Idk I just looked into the gray skies and felt like I must write this
A thought came into my mind during my journey
The fact that the sunlight is shining while it's raining must be something
Anyway, I have my umbrella
To protect me from whatever the trip might bring
The bright sunlight is blinding
The heat touched my skin
It is of course hot but its good for my skin so I didn't bother shifting the umbrella on its direction
But then I felt something cold
A drop of water I guess
Though I'm not sure
I looked everywhere
And true enough its raining
No, drizzling
A drizzle is different from rain just like pour to sprinkle
And the realization hit me
I didn't mind the sun's heat although it can burn me
Tolerance
Instead I used my umbrella to protect me from the drizzle
I looked above to see the gray skies and dying tree
Melancholy
Hope
Life is all about a balance of tolerance and defense
Pain and suffering, weakness
Shall determine one's threshold
Whilst struggle is inevitable
Success is a must
No matter what the journey may bring, as long as I'm strong
I can.
Bianca Padilla
Written by
Bianca Padilla  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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   Baris MacTavish
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