what weather is this?
sunny and full of gloom.
blue skies
and tears.
what wind carries
mourning on such a sweet
breeze across
the fields of flowers.
how deep is the ache
of this world
on such a fine day.
how can we live in a world
so beautiful
and so tragic
and move on into
the next day as if nothing
at all changes.
Friday, September 18, 2015
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