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5d
I was the sun,
And you the rain.

What happens
When rays  
Don’t shine the same?

And now,
Behind your cloud
I’ll lay.

As your shadow
It grows,
And here I do stay.

But your tears
They flood,
Through clouds
Of grey.

Yet a rainbow
Forms ,
As clouds they break.

And we emerge
As one .

To seize the day.
Chelsea Quigley
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Chelsea Quigley  23/F/Waterford
(23/F/Waterford)   
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