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5d
As I sit and sip my tea
looking out at this wet day
I'm wondering how I'll find my way

Rain falls so effortlessly
my head as cloudy as the sky
thoughts blurred behind anxious eyes

I'm all locked up in fear
will I ever become able
to live my life free and stable

My teapot empty now
the sky a clear sunny blue
I think my hope has been renewed

My head clear from all my doubt
the glories of a rainy day
seem to take my blue funk mood away
Written by
Zaynub Elshamy
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