Looking up into the sky
It was supposed to be
Candy floss clouds
And golden rays of sun
Sprinkle of light blue drops
A blink away
The pretty picture changes
Dusty grey pillows
That hide the golden light
Angry tears a pouring
It could never be
An eternal sunshine
Picture of rainbows
Illusion of how we thought
But harsh reality of perpetual storm
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