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Weather
Cloudless days, a slight breeze, the sunlight gently massaging my body.
I am invincible,
soaring higher than the sky, confident in the joy I ensnared.
A sea of white, humid air, bright but dull
I lose the spring to my step, the jump
in my skip. I wonder what is wrong with me.
Patches of white, pollen finally set free, and windy days.
My body erupts in noise, my legs tremble, and
my pockets are filled with cloth and paper.
Overcast, solemn, and silence. I wait in
apprehension, afraid to run, walk, or skip.
I lie in bed, paralyzed of motion but not thought.
Stormy gray, streaks of light, and the invasion of water.
I slowly wither into depression. I hear whispers
in my ear about solitude and loneliness, sadness and failed dreams.
But slowly the clouds part, the rain lifts, and the birds
cautiously sing again. Everything seems positive, more beautiful, more tranquil. I slowly emerge from my cave and look up.
Staring back at me is myself, devoid
of any pain that I had felt before.
It disappears into the sky.
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