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If sorrows could be swept away
By tears
They could flow easily
Like melting ice
I've sorrows to be melted.
I'm in illusion
For they suggest me
What I oppose .
Can wounds be digested in ?
Can sorrows be drunk a peg ?
I can't believe .
Joys follow sorrows,
Sorrows follow life ,
At times I realize
That's the way, we survive .
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