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Anguish of a Lost Soul
I am just a blade of grass on a barren land,
Burning for a drop of water to keep alive,
You are but a rain cloud in the sky above,
Brimming with rain and full of life,
Come, come and hit me as hailstones,
Come, come to me and soak me, come,
Pour on me, flood me, and drench me
And quench my thirst for ever, and for ever.
Burning for a drop of water to keep alive,
You are but a rain cloud in the sky above,
Brimming with rain and full of life,
Come, come and hit me as hailstones,
Come, come to me and soak me, come,
Pour on me, flood me, and drench me
And quench my thirst for ever, and for ever.
Published 9th Jul 2019
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