London

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    London

     It's raining again
    Thick, cold water filling our souls
    And flooding the ultimate dry patch
    Laying in front of our bare feet.
    You can feel it everywhere
    Hanging like a dark cloud
    Above us,
    Chilly and heavy and depressing,
    It's a world of rain
    This promising land...


    Some day, tired and bored
    With so much rain
    I'll just take the first plane
    To guide me towards the sun...

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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