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![]() ![]() Malignant rain...Malignant rain is pouring over me. Oh God, what rain? It is a malice fall. I'm as perplexed as humanbeing can be. How can in some hearts such a hatred grow?
For an umbrella silently I sigh, Then all this evil with a smile salute. I go on towards good times in my life, Resuming this, sometimes unpleasant, route.
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© Nadezhda Zaharieva, autor
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