Sitting on the beach,
staring at the sun and
wishing that the clouds
would not drive it away.
Standing in a room,
staring at the crowds,
and wishing that they
would go away for good.
Waiting for another day,
and all that it brings,
with dreams of reality
breaking forth into fantasy.
Why does the sun have to
leave, when people thrive
on its rays as if they were
laughs to soothe the depressed souls.
"Sunshine on my shoulders makes
me happy" and the clouds
come and it begins to
rain forever and ever. Goodbye.
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