July 19, 2021
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Monday's clouds will surely erase all your worries,
And the outgoing winds will dance with the trees,
Saying and telling you 'everything's gonna be alright
As yellowish sun's rays will give you his bright light.
A Cancer's cloud-nine and great silver linings indeed,
That July paints your days for that's what you need.
I know, even though you are a million miles away,
Wish you all the best in life still, that's all I can say.
The echoes of your name will always ring a bell,
To me; you exist, you matter. Thus, 'hope all's well.'
Do not ever allow your mind to make lonely cages,
Because of these crumpled papers and empty pages,
Will set the butterflies and birds free from its line,
It's your space, I kept asking God so you'll be fine.
Colors from the East will bring you peace of mind,
Goodbyes will always be calm from the west you find.
When darkness wrapped you up with fear and somberness,
Hope it will turn into Nyctophile's sciaphilia forever and timeless.
