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Sometimes
the trees dance
in the wind

Sometimes
I don't think
it will ever be good again

Sometimes
the rain falling
looks like sheets on a clothesline

Sometimes
my book ends
before it should

Sometimes
rain drips down my window
as if the world is crying

Sometimes
it doesn't
work out

But sometimes
it does.





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