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Aug 2020
Peddling through the ocean
I found my vanished island,
But there is a
vast.
gloomy.
cloud.
Metaphorically..
Its you I found.

Pour down from the sky
Soon you’ll wonder why,
Suns been shinning strong
Ive been missing too long.

Cool the earth
Beneath my feet,
Be my water
To the overheat.
rain on me
Written by
samira  20/F
(20/F)   
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