A weakened hand is extended to the sky
The sun glows brighter than ever
Blinding the beholder’s worn eyes
As the wind blows, chanting:
'I don’t want to be any version of me
Let me go away so I don’t have to stay'
The sun abandoned the sky when
The clouds then took it by force and
Darkness reared its ugly face once again
...And the rain escaped the scene
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