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rainbow after the rain

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As I listen to the sound of the pouring rain, I hear a voiceless whispers, a song that sing about loneliness , a phrase of poet about solitude , a sigh of desperation …

But the thunder wakes me up from the nightmarish feelings, and as I open my eyes, I see rainbow , showing off its 7 ray of colors that makes me realized , that there’s a hope, to those who wanted to see it …

So, wake up my friend,the rain will be over soon, let’s go seek our pots of gold , at the end of the rainbow …


Written by Reza Puradiredja

07/05/2012 at 12:01

Posted in Random

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