i cried as i came
for the world i saw
was not the world i crave
the world i saw
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Nothing is promised to you. Every thing happems and look the way it do for a reason. Weather its a lifetime, season, or reason. Think about it.
now i finally understand why babies cry when they are born all thanx to you. beautiful piece
it's a very nice poem...keep writing :) and thnx for sharing.