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Stained Eyes and One Brave Voice
The girl saw the bright world through stained eyes, There was guilt and misery, deceit and lies, Her vision was darkened in dull-coloured light, Even joy felt like agony, so stained was her sight, She smiled all the while, through the weaved veil of pain, It surrounded her for drowning moments, then again and again, While others saw the sun as a buttery lolly up high, The girl saw how it groaned about the bloated clouds in the sky, Her once calm world had shattered, and the broken pieces were lost, What had happened to the voice that told her to pick them up at any cost? It had faded to a whisper, so quiet it was now, But could she, perhaps, bring it back somehow? The very thought was insane, it was crazy, it was mad, But her mind, no her heart, decided it was not wholly bad, In the laughing rain, she stood, one lonely monsoon night, She thought and thought about her sad broken plight, As the moon peeked out hopefully from behind the swirling clouds, She said it once, in the dark rain, then again, clear and loud, “I will find that voice!” She cried out to the relieved world, “I will find my pieces,” How her words were happily hurled! She left then, with a true smile that her face proudly crowned, It was, after all, the first broken piece to be found.
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