I weep at some point every day,
My tears pool in your hand,
But you turn each one into pearls
Because you understand.
I hide my tears within the mist,
While walking in the rain,
And I would never let the world
Have a glimpse of my pain.
But you see my tears, as they fall,
For what they’ll someday be
When you string them on threads of light
And give them back to me!
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