A soaked face
Tells a thousand tales
Of the storms and gales
Abashed by thunder
Struck by lightning
The lines of wisdom
Give light to the unknown
From the age lived
Stories hide in each
The eyes try to lie
But to no avail
The soul peeks through
The facades veil
Heartbeats at the throat
About to stifle the air
The soaked face still
Yet to be dry
Looking for a shoulder to cry
Beneath the folds
Of the breast
Lies a tender heart
That loves deeply
That cares and prays
For those who do not know

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