#poem At Nine PM It is rainy night. Quite, calm and I'm alone. Here, in my bad. I'm going to write #poem. It is when I think about her. Wishing that we can be together someday. But words won't come out and I stop thinking words to extend my feeling to her. Now I'm tired. I think I'm just going to listen the harmony of raindrops and fall to sleep. She already knew how much I love her. Only that she hasn't known how good we can be. If only we're together.
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