Written in 1984-85.
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How I longed for the
sunshine
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In a cold wintery night
Overshadowed with soliquoy—
Remained life, bearing its
existence.
Flowers bloom
To make the heart grow fonder,
A rainbow makes the heart throb so.
But why is it so
That my heart sighs
At the sight of both.
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