I never knew people could affect weather.
The sun at my side of the world looked a little paler when my sister wouldn't talk to me.
The sky looked miserable with its clouds all lilac with pink streaks when My Mum was upset.
There were so many things that looked diffrent when people I loved felt Gloomy.
It seemed like nature had handed weather over to me, And I knew it wasn't only mine;it was ours.
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PoetryThere is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be...
