Clouds trickle their water droplets,
Tapping the corners of my cheekbones
As I stare up into the gray morning.
The cold air cools down
My fiery lungs, putting my
Mind to rest, putting my
Angst to rest.
Peace rains down upon me,
As memories beckon me
With every rain drop.
Childhood friends,
Family smiling,
Sweet gray memories.
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