Extreme colors, exotic sights, fantastic smells, beautiful whispers and the enchanting mother earth thank you.
When there is great loss, sorrow and pain; your heart, sole and body will someday feel a gain.
Hearts tare, hearts crack and some crumble; but every tear, emotion and vice will make ones self, very humble.
In the deepest depths of dis pair; a light will shine, through the air.
Flooding streams never end, I hope one day we don't pretend.
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