weatheringA Poem by bubblefetit will pass
outside has me feeling glum
where did all this bad weather come from? my eyes hiding from there demise but i can now see; what i feel inside one of natures clever little tricks pretending to b us for a small bit reminding me when it has passed though it is painful it cant last
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