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Fine drops fell, so thin, with no sound
Radiation, marking, touching all
Everything is covered, yet nobody notices.
Despair, managing my steps, as I surrender in pain
As it kept on, my nightmare turned black.
Only us really understands fully what goes on in our lives. Life at times could be lonely especially when we are feeling down but few help can come if we have the right people around us. Great poem. Well constructed
RE: Canicula Nights (ENG/ES) Noches de Canícula