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The leaves blew in the far away land,
Sky heavy with sad thoughts,
Ready to bury them in our hearts on the werge of a down pour.
Loneliness, the sky seems to know,
For there it is, ready to seek us.
Yet of what I've done I don't know,
For nothing 'curred in the black hole....
Might it have been these drops,
Of icey power they beheld,
Though not able to understand........
The down pour occurs.
May it cease the uncomfort,
For thus I bring to them.
Yet let them seek the comfort thy wind brings today.
The darker it becomes, for the leaves tell,
That it is time for the worst to come,
Not of what has happened to be,
Light goes.....
Bye light but you take with you, all the goodness of the heart,
Don't.
Let there be....
I shall hope, a brighter future,
Tomorrow......