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May 2017
The boy loved the sound of rain,
it reminded him of his father,
reminding him the days of pain,
drunken slurs and loud laughter,
those nights were hard to bear,
he would hit his mom and pillows tear,
the boy would scurry under the bed to tear,
but the sound of rain would silence his fear.
a short poem on my now divorced father
Sebastian Lim
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Sebastian Lim  20/M/Malaysia
(20/M/Malaysia)   
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