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Dark Cloud
Grief, it is a dark cloud that hovers overhead when you wake in the morning until you go to bed.
It moves with you in silence
as the minutes fade to hours, then rains down upon you knowing you cannot escape its showers.
A gray cloud never seen, though its presence is known from the pain that invades every cell, every bone.
I can run, I can hide but there is no escape, it’s affixed to my soul with invisible tape.
So, I’ll wait for the sun and pray for the day that healing winds blow this dark cloud away.
Dash Inspirations by Linda Ellis www.LindaEllis.life
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