You are my sunshine,
the source of my energy
and strength,
my barrier against cold,
against fear,
against darkness.
When clouds come
and obscure you -
clouds of my own design -
they block me from
the rays of love
you shower down on me.
But I've learned
they're just vapor,
with no substance.
And they'll blow away,
dissipating,
leaving only blue sky.
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