Look at a raincloud there may be rain,
But closer behind there is sunshine again.
Look at a butterfly its beauty so fair,
And look what it was before it took to the air.
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What's in a poet's mind?
Does it ever show?
Isn't it beautiful
To let your mind soar
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A rainbow, gone after the sunshine
And the rain.
A valley with no hill to claim.
A fire under the cauldron
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