I see everywhere
In the dull and unpleasant weather,
Nothing is for me,
The birds do not sing for me,
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Nothing is for me, The birds do not sing for me, The flowers do not bloom for me, The breeze does not blow for me, The river does not flow for me, better may be Nothing is for me, birds do not sing, flowers do not bloom breeze does not blow river does not flow for me, for me even you may be just a suggesty AAA RRRRRRRRRRR
All feelings of negativity hint at the one and the only solution- indulgence in poetry. Great musings.
while poetry is singing for you it means you are still fine, because the poetry is the language of our souls, well done dear poet..