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Jun 2012
So much beauty in our world,
In every tragedy we think we see.
You think you can compare ******,
To happened to you and me?

The storms came often,
Ripped our land apart each three months.
But I always stayed in the storm,
Looking back I feel like a dunce.

Sad to say you only saw the rainbow,
When the storm had stopped.
Now I live in a new land,
Your crimes' charges have not been dropped.

Can't say I miss the sun,
In the times it did shine.
Nor the heavy rain and harsh winds,
That had clouded my mind.

Though I do miss that feeling,
That Spring days are ahead.
Looking back it's quite a shame,
You never slept in my bed.

Sad to say you only saw the rainbow,
When the storm had stopped.
Now I live in a new land,
Your crimes' charges have not been dropped.

My new land still unclaimed,
Yet I do not jump right in.
Would never disrespect my ******,
My great new female friend.
Don't read what you don't want to know.
Wuji
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