Mournful and given to sobbing
Selling out all life feeling
While' wind is howling
So mighty and fair
Among the divine air
Is an emerging vision
As my weep well
Inside my mind-swell
Cloud dreams, dash past
A melancholy downcast
Dissipating my tears past
As life twists quick
Under the heaven sky peak
Nevertheless, awakening
To cry away, withering
© daniel miltz
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