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21st Cen. Poem
21st Cen. Poem
I just sit and think that there’s always a rainbow after the rain
THE NOVEMBER
I dream to see you, to be with you, and hug you Talking to you felt like a home
It’s never forgotten, it’s always here, and it will always be here.
Would you still love me, and can I be with you today?