Life's Umbrella:

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The still calm overflowed my mind,

The wind brushing my laid back hair,

My eyes glistening in the sunlight,

I was walking through the day without a care,

A rock ran acrossed the road,

My foot the angry victor,

I saw the day through and through,

And I was called The Great Predictor,

I waded through the sandy beach,

The sand taking homage between my toes,

I saw the tide rise up to it's peak,

But then everything goes,

I saw the sun set near the horizon,

The night nearing it's dawn,

I was a lowly messanger for the sun,

But only it thought that I was the pawn,

As the nigh came to,

I said my goodbyes to my friendly sun,

It may have left my days,

But for me it had just begun.

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