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Gucci Yeung

China

March 11, 2010

It has cleared up outside the window, while still raining inside. I smiled, but it meaned not I was happy. I opened an umbrella, but not merely for taking shelter from the rain. You would never know what I'm thinking. I want to hug every person, but I must warm myself first. Please be patient with me, for I'm learning to be patient with you. It often snows in my heart, no matter how the weather is. It always suddenly freeze, without any words. Looking at the world, where all the blooms are growing, I absent myself as usual. It begins snowing inside, snows covered all, drowned the confusion, pride, and grief. When returns to silence, the world will be refresh and clear again. So, don't be sad for me. I have my own story. And it's about to begin.

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05:10 AM Mar 13 2010

seagull2010
Russian Federation

I try to understand the mood expressed in this poem. i find Gucci to be sincere and frank.

07:19 PM Mar 12 2010

Agnolia

Agnolia
Russian Federation

so it;s beautifully snowing inside you

06:44 AM Mar 12 2010

Gucci Yeung
China

No snow in my hometown.

09:55 AM Mar 11 2010

Agnolia

Agnolia
Russian Federation

I like snow outside . it drowns my confusion , pride, and sorrow inside