Alone when you grieve and a sad poem to read, for there are things beyond your control; how could you win those never foreseen.
Bolts of Thunder, Where to Go Wonder: A Shock of Sad Poem.
Where thou start the trail,
The abundant rain filled the trail,
Where thou shalt go to live,
A far hill, and alligators in water to give
Where to go wonder,
There is death around,
No easy life to be found!
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