I.
sometimes, one alone,
just walking,
knows why but can’t say —
II.
colors turn
in the same way that
hearts invert
III.
the cool awakens
dormant hope
among the fevered
IV.
not all grief brings tears —
our skies mourn
with more than raindrops
V.
to find hope
one must always seek
on love’s path
VI.
do not just dream of
tomorrow;
make it so today —
VII.
love: come and explain
this heartache –
let peace find a home
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