Hide some secret behind the wind and clouds
Keep it wrap with a morning mist
Dew will be a loyal congealer of your sins and shame
Rain shall not pour onto your thin skull of pointless regret.
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The rain can wash your face that makes the feelings escape with regrets but the dew will always remember...nature makes the rules...regards