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(Remember this is the last few pages of my book) I used all of my poems in this book, if you read my poems you would be able to tell parts of the story. Hope you enjoy it. He sat there, under the tin roof that atop of it were piles of wood and stones stacked. The rain crashed on the tin roof and everywhere in the surrounding forest. He looked up at the grey fogged sky, hearing the thunder and seeing the lightning from the chaos cloud not far off, rain drops sliding down his face slowly, he whispered to himself. "I hear thunder..I feel rain...I was happy....Now here comes the pain.." He sat there knowing what was to come to him and knowin