There are always one of those days,
When you can only think of rain.
Sometimes it doesn't decay,
Because of unforgivable pain.
It may hurt in the beginning,
But it will surely disappear.
Hopefully you will be winning,
And lose all of your fear.
So sit down and lie back,
And think about your reasons,
Especially that since,
This may come on any season.
Have a cup of coffee.
Or a malt at a cafe.
Just remember that,
This is a trite gaffe.
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