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amidst the sun

often, these cloudy days
bring me down
i can't look up
to find the shine of the sun
these cloudy days
make me miss the sun.
day after day,
everything becoming
clearly monotonous,
the thoughts start building up
with no sun to burn them away,
i am left to suffer, waiting for when
it finally comes back for me,
and soon we go on
three days without it,
i wonder if it'll ever come back,
my trust shaken, my anxiety high.

but amidst the sun,
i am able to bask in
the joy and serotonin.
never amidst the sun
will i miss it.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 03, 2024 ⏰

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