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This past year has been hard and probably the worst i have seen. Lets hope it doesnt continue into the next. I need a bit of luck and a few good people to lean back on.
The rain pours from above,
Rattling off the rooftop,
The thunder demands attention, speaking so all that will adhere,
Which this voice has never proved;
Combative lightning fight to brighten the night sky,
Showing every drop that falls,
Yet even in fluorescent rays, this soul cannot be seen,
Streaming through the cracks,
Falling to where there is no welcome,
Yet as the rain steadies, the lightning fades and the thunder rolls away; this voice will never be seen.