Behind The Clouds.

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The feeling of her frail and gentle hand laying on my back,

Watching them tell their story, being just the same age as me,

Going through pain, ending in love,

The sound of his grizzly comforting voice

Teaching me more than I'd learned all my life,

Inching more and more to the sunshine behind the clouds,

The feeling of warmth and love in his presence,

The absolute want to change just for him,

Being drowned in all these old yet unfamiliar feelings,

Love, righteousness, forgiveness, determination, passion.

All of which I left on Earth through my search in the clouds.

Looking endlessly for the sunshine.

I'm almost there.

I'll make it.

I've already somehow made it,

In another life.



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