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When Optimism Fails To Serve Me Well
The minute it seems
The sun is shining
The second
I think the clouds are parting
Everything goes dark
The forecast promises sunshine
Each day
Where is it?
Why bother?
It's always sunny
somewhere, right?
Maybe I'll go away....
But what if the sun comes back.
Trying to get away,
But the clouds part
and I rush back
awaiting the golden sun
But again nothing
Back and forth
Either the sun comes out,
Or it never will.
poem
by
Zander William Pearson
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