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die wolke word swart
    en vol water
       tot hulle bars
            met donder en
                                      weerlig

ek staan in die reen
       van die storm
                papnat

                      ek lag
                      ek huil
                      ek dans

deur die storms
van die lewe

the clouds
        become black
             and full of water
                  they burst
                      with thunder and
                                                    lightning­

i stand in the
      rain of the storm
            soaking wet

                 i laugh
                 i cry
                 i dance

through the storms
of life
© jeannine davidoff 2011

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