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Although I do love being where I am

I never forget about you

I remember you filled up pages with words

Trying to connect your feelings to small birds

Expecting their wings to take away the inexplicable pain

But hold on, look how far we've come

A little bit of blue I'm afraid will always remain

But with it, we learned how to paint the walls of our paradise

So trust me, even when our universe feels somber

Smothering, overwhelming, forsaken

Lonely

Please, remember

Whenever there's what it feels like a never ending storm

The lightning brights up the darkest of skies

The frightening thunder is nothing but a sound

And the cleansing rain only exists because of the hovering clouds

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