BLACK RAIN

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When did it end?

The childish pleasures, and blissful memories

Now replaced by distance, and heart-wrenching sceneries

I'm unsure if you remain the same in my most enchanting reveries,

You've changed abruptly, a chameleon fleeing its native colonies.


Where did my path go astray,

Doubting and disrupting the signs along the way,

Or attempting again, after the initial shattering dismay?

My thoughts drift like raindrops falling from a cloudy gray.


Were you torn away by cruel force,

Or did you willingly set a divergent course?

The pain you once helped me thwart,

Now resurrected by your transformed discourse.

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