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Resources => Poetry [Public] => Topic started by: nikos on July 20, 2024, 09:16:23 PM
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the rain , lost bodies
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5PeDiFppuI0
"Where I live, the rain stops early. Lakes become mud troughs and rivers scar the earth's crust. People temporarily enjoy summer, but quickly seek a cloud that doubles as shade. The distance to the next rain is unfair. , unfair and the time that does not pity me [...] and the rain... the rain always stops early."