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the sorrows of life is like the rain before th sunset...... the heavy thunders with rains sometimes makes us so scared
.. like the pains we feel every day..
so heavy and so intence like it would never end...
but drys away perfectly when the sun comes out... with time.

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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