Stolen Treats
This is not the time to be despondent
Simply make do and subsist
This strange episode is transitory
This rainy summer
Eschew depression my friend
Annihilate your desire
The sunshine is ephemeral
This rainy summer
Here we all long linger
Here all are wrong
As speech defames our sight
Joy is a solitary misdemeanour
This rainy summer
Make melodious song
So existence is renormalised
So our psyche is everything
Assembled on dirt
It could well dissolve
This temporary microcosm
This rainy summer
poem by Timothy Marshal Nichols
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