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Apr 2012
I peer into a crowd,
though I see all these smiling faces,
not a soul can be seen
through the clouds, only the traces
of their haunting past.
But a change of mind is coming, fast.

Though the days are dark now
there’s sunshine close behind.
I see the dawn of a new day,
their happiness is nothing more…
Than a leap away.
Before anything else, I just want to say that this is not about suicide. I was rereading it, and the last line struck me as suicidal for some reason.
Anyway, what did you think?
Written by
Bill Peel
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