There’s a deep black cloud approaching.
I see it in the distance
and hear its discontented grumbles
fracturing this golden day.
Its rages may hurt us,
It’s wild winds rip at our hearts,
but yet, we’ll cling to the debris
and watch for the rainbow.
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