Hidden Lies
The gloomy skies that lie above us on these cold shower April days.
The clouds that keep us from smiling and awake the whole day.
The hidden sun that tries to find its way.
Am I alive? Am I awake? I’m looking for myself through these gray days.
j.m.
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