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Eugenia Mar 2020
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Today I saw no sunlight in the air
And yet I know that somewhere it exists.
That way up in the skies, so bright and bare
A giant fire’s burning through the mist. 

On such a day it’s easy to believe 
The world is made of rain and heavy clouds.
That sun made up its mind to take a leave
And nothing’s left but joylessness and doubts.

Our human love is similar to light
You may not feel it always in your heart
But when you think you’re being drawn apart
It shines behind the clouds of a fight.

— The End —