Sometimes it is so difficult to
see the sun, sometimes the
clouds hide the sun and the
blue sky is gone, though
Life goes on, my heart heavy,
my beloved is far, on an island
of anger, choppy seas with
tumultuous waves
Separate me from him, his
furious brow creating storms,
his anger with injustice takes
him away, far away
I’m left all alone, nothing I can
do, nothing I can say, nothing
touches him, I’m waiting until
the sun comes out again
For me and him; life becomes
bitter, my heart starts leaking
air, I must inflate it artificially
to keep me from
Falling into despair…
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