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Not complain, look what they are doing.

Not going to cry look what they did to us.

Not going to cry despondency written large

Not going to cry doomed, our life is a mirage

Pain and sorrow undergo torture of tomorrows

Hurts could bend back, not break, surge endures

Clouds obscure thunder and lightning roars

Mother Earth trembles strangely though.

Whispers soft a voice, hold no fears.

This is just a temporary rage.

The sun is bound to shine

Thunders sure quieten.

Clouds fade away.

Stride forward

Happy times

Have faith

Hope trust!

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