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Everyone knows when the clouds are crying.
Only a few know when the eyes are crying.
No one knows when the heart is crying alone,
in the silence of sadness and sorrow of heart.

Saturated sadness and intense sorrow making,
the deep wounds come alive with severe pain,
causing a hurting heart to cry in a silent cry,
even in the middle of a crowd full of people.

Kris ~ Dreamweaver

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