Sometimes,
The sun doesn't want to smile.
Sometimes,
The wind doesn't want to be mild and hollow.
Sometimes,
The clouds don't want to be white.
When the air feels like a volcano,
The wind is angry at us...
And we don't know why,
Because sometimes,
It is what it is.
The sun will still be a star,
But even stars hide under great shadows...
Where the silhouettes can finally shine.
It's only a cloudy day,
But it won't last forever.
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Haruka Toku Ni
PoetryThis poetry collection is dedicated towards those who're going through internal hardships. When the feelings of wanting to depart grow too strong. If you wish to bathe in serenity, this is for you.
