Bring back the sun
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At times I used to think life
was a luscious bowl of grapes
but since, in many weeks and months,
we haven't seen the sun ~
I've fundamentally shriveled up,
my mind's become a raisin.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2025
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