March 26, 2009
By Vinesha BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
Vinesha BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
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My skies are slowly clearing up.
I'm starting to see the sun.
I'm realizing that things in the past,
Can no longer be undone.
We wait for the day.
A time to come,
when all our sorrows will fade away.
But, wait.
Just wait, and you'll see,
Our sorrows just begun.

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