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Cold and dreary, the rain continues,
Similar to life which repeats itself in continuing cycles,
Times past, hearts broken, souls ripped to shreds,
Yet we keep moving,
The souls ripped, the hearts broken and time passed, all have something,
In which not many of us realize,
The Soul heals not worse for wear but wiser,
The heart broken in time, is put back together, and after all
The time they both become more beautiful,
Don't abandon hope that there is hope,
Written By: AL
Copyright: 1.23.2007
