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tombstones in winter all are nameless, buried under snow drifts
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Help yourself – sometimes easier said than done
waving my hand saying goodbye to my child becoming an adult
run for shelter from strong winds, rain and lightning feet are still wet
sheltered children find it harder to cope with life than encouraged children
life in reality is hard on the Earth we live in delusion
from a little bulb flower suddenly pops up show me your colour!
white Christmas wish did not come true this year rain and darkness
