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Laughter Heals Us All


Days Done

Calender upon the wall

Reminds me that my days are lost.

Tears have come

Tears have gone

What is left now from the days done?

Clouds so dark

Shoot fire sparks,

Shall I come apart?

Golden light coming around the bend;

It is another day-

I will try again.

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