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On this page, some of my own poetry |
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There are days, when even bad weather is good. Today is one of them, Iīll remember it always... I only met her last night, Maria is her name. She is still with me, I hope she will stay with me, Always... Today, the sun doesnīt shine, the rain is pouring down and it feels great, walking by her side, now, always... Now I donīt know wether the sun is up or down, and I donīt care. The rain is still falling, but nothing matters to me because we art together, now, always... |