The Stages Of Grief

.1.

I take interest in the small things in life,

because things are not as they always seem.

Not every rainbow has gold at the end,

but every butterfly was once a caterpillar.

And sun can be just as mysterious as the moon.

If you'd give her a try.

But if you stare too long, my boy,

you may go blind.

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          - You were never has you seemed