Drain The Pool Of Tears
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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P-ool of tears is drained,
A-s the beacon begins to rise;
M-aking you gladly smile, for he dries both your eyes.
A-s the new dawn breaks,
R-ain starts to disappear;
L-onely night has turned
I-nto warmth and cheer.
G-et up from being down,
U-sing not the doubts and fears;
E-arly morn June twenty-sixth, drain the pool of tears.
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