I wonder

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Feeling blank
in the dark and dank
house I call home
under the stary dome
I wonder why
clouds cry
maybe they lost someone they loved
someone straight from above
maybe they are hurt
or maybe they are like a curt-
tain that angels open it let it fall
I wonder why I ever wondered ever at all.





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