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   Sometimes, dark clouds

blacken sky, torrents follow.

The lightning

cuts me in two,

thunder,

small pieces,

my heart splinters.



Rain drops

slowly; then, all at once,

drenching me.

I grab the window,

my muscles tensing

try to slam the glass shut,

already closed.

Some rain must always come in.

Rain is forever.



I must not forget. The Sun.

Always hidden behind clouds.

The Sun.





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