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Please
Please, gentle rains,
Wash away my tears.
Get rid of all the blood,
That spreads across my soul.
Please, desert sands,
Scour away the crime.
Erase the grisly scene,
That burns into my brain.
Please, biting winter,
Blanket me with snow.
Cover me in numbing ice,
To deaden all the pain.
Please, I beg of you,
Grant me this one wish,
Please, just let me forget.
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