The Mountains stand behind me
The sky, a gloomy blue
Drips
Into the ocean
The clouds above my head
Forever remind me of the soul's dampness
As i walk down dark alleys
The wind strikes my face unkindly
And i still search the dsimal sky
For a miniscule crack of light
But as i hurry through the dribble
Stepping mindlessly into puddles
A luminosity covers me from the cold - the recollection of a smile
Of sparkling eyes
Of pure innocence and abandon
The happy laughter of my child!
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