Poems from the English Class 1998-34 / Tanohata HighIt is hard rain.
My heart is pain.
Outside I don't walk.
And you don't talk.
She has a very sad face.
I wish I go to that place.
The rain doesn't stop forever.
I want to have a fine weather.
- Seiko M.
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