Pots of Gold In Dark Spots
I can see the rainbows
They're right there
Rainbows do sort of piss me off, though, because my daughter always wants the pot of gold at the end
She doesn't know that it's actually not there
But, if you think about it, it actually is there
I can help guide her through storms and be there when her rainbows aren't visible
That's something she has to find on her own
And, it f*cking breaks me up every time I think about it
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