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Nature

Man is very hard to please,
I’ll try my best to make you see.
The sun appears you say it’s hot,
The rain fall you want it to stop.
The breeze blew you all screw
The drought came and  you’re never the same.
Nature, Nature they say As if I’m the one to be blame.
 
I bring to you Autumn, Winter, Summer and Spring
yet you’re still not satisfied with all these things.
I try my best to make you all at rest
But everything I do seems a mess
and no longer can i take this stress.

(2014)

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