I know a person

Who once tried to kill

Himself.

(It is bittersweet to see

Him move around like

It didn't happen.)

If the sun shines and

The weather is nice I

Laugh with him.

If the rain falls I try

To cheer him up.

Sometimes

I don't know if he cries or it's just the rain.

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