" LIGHTNING THE WAY"
My story is like clouds that are invisible in dark My dreams are the rain that flows as drops in my eyes A stone hitting sound is cracking on mind I silently thought what that sound was Ice cube melts by the light of the sun Here society wants to melt my dreams like a a ice cube The light of the sun melt the Ice cube into water Here a new thing is there that is the water Yes a new form of mind with a power ful light like the sun Will wipe the rain on my eyes The cracking sounds of society will cheer up The clouds will rise once more with a shinning light...
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