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A Dream in The Rain
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Ongoing, First published Apr 01, 2018
Mature
When I was younger I was able to see. I saw everything. My wonderful life was right in front of me. But, until one day when everything became black. I became physically blind. Know one knew how it happened. I always got surgery to help my eye sight but it just got worst. To the point we're as I couldn't see at all. I was alone. Hurt. Depressed. I wanted to die. I wanted to see color again. And I did. When I came across a certain guy who saved me. And helped me see life in a different way. Helped me find my way back into my dreams. 

Even though I was always in pain. 
And I will never be ashamed.
From what I became. 
Even though my sight was what was aimed.
I cannot falter for I have to find my name.
My Name in the Rain.
My Heart in the Rain.
My Love in the Rain.
My Dream in the Rain.
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