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The clouds are laden with sorrow

The sky is cataclysmic as his heart

Seeking for a place to burrow

Thunder roars, they're torn apart


Each drop of rain glistens like his tears

They are not ones to miss

Lend us your ears

Repentance - sweet as a kiss


As they fall apart

Hearts have no trepidation

Their eyes dart

to illusion and suasion


~ to Him

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