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Poetry

You always visit me. In sadness, In silence. Like flashes Like waves. You come to make me smile, You leave to make me cry. © January 2014

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by m_iyashikei

by m_iyashikei

The
truth
about pain
is not about
those wounds
left unhealed.

It's about
being happy,
laughing
genuinely
and
staying positive
even when
your world
is crumbling
down.