The
bright day
It
never comes
In
the beginning
The
cloudy sky
The
dark patches in the sky
It
colours the white into dark
The
wind blowing along
The
rain never fall
The
usual day and time
The
sun rays shadows hide
The
long shadows reaching out
Touching
the souls nobody knows
The
siren of babies cry
Along
the houses nobody sees
The
day of the everyday life
Sometimes
it comes unexpectedly
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