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A Cruel Ability
I am walking through a storm
It´s raining like hell
And I think:
Now I can cry
About lost opportunities;
Memories of wonderful persons
I have messed up with
I have failed to open up to
But wish
I didn´t
These cruel ability to spoil everything
beautiful
that comes close to me
There´s always hope
And these thoughts of making amends
of having a second chance
or a third
or
…
But then again
when realization comes over me
the storm begins
It´s raining
Now I can cry
Can`t I?
poem
by
Jenny Harper
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