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May 2014
it is like a spring shower,
refreshing and renewing,
making everything bloom.
it is like a river,
bringing life to a dead land.
it is like the stars in the sky,
endless.
it is like a summer breeze,
rushed and unexpected.
it means hope.
a second chance.
freedom.
life.
You call it second nature,
i call it grace.
Gaby Comprés
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Gaby Comprés  22/F/Dominican Republic
(22/F/Dominican Republic)   
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