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Jun 2019
Through a grey sky, weeps teardrops of the clouds
Where the sun hides away its light
Meanwhile the city enshrouds
In this gloomy day our souls cradle into the night

With fears the branches tremble
The leaves start to crumble
From the skylight window
I watch the trees drowning in sorrow

These days, the hearts only know solitary
Swallowed by our own sanctuary
A day like this makes one slumber
With just a little nap our emotions are swept under

Like a torpid sloth, I remain
Where alienation is my only gain
Until the sun comes, I await
A moment where my life will elate
J Vital
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J Vital  38/M/Canada
(38/M/Canada)   
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