How does it feel, your deep pain?
How does it blow, your hurricane?
How does it fall, your stormy rain?
After it passes, does something remain?
Are you digging your hole deeper?
And waiting for rain?
Make the walls a bit steeper
So it won’t be in vain.
How does it change, your point of view?
How do they count, all the blessings?
Stop waiting for days that won’t come back
Take a good look at your life and stop guessing.
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