by : Bacardi Gold
24/may/2021
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tiny beads of tears
when heaven started to cry
once there was a love
that flowed along the river
glossing sharp edges of life
greetings of hope shone
after the rains dropped its load
roars of streams were heard
were ruins of the past hide
mem’ries were drained by the eyes
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