The sky and I had a talk. It listened as I
mope. The cloud of doom hung as my tears fell.
The sky burst louder in rain and shower. As my
heart broke by the hour. Then as I stopped so did
the rain. The clouds parted and there burst a
flame. It was bright and fiery like the tears that
burnt my cheeks. As my heart broke the sky
spoke. Here comes the sun. Look up my darling
there’s HOPE.
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