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Clouds

Sometimes you can feel the onset of depression. It can be like looking out into the sky, seeing storm clouds in the sky and sensing rain is in the air. If we are not careful we can talk ourselves to sitting and waiting for the rain storm rather than stretch our wings to find bluer skies.

Clouds

Black keys knell discordant
Gather like vultures on the wake of fading beats.

Dimmer switches feel gravity turn,
Tug weights on thinning veins.

Anvils threaten to descend on glass,
Break shards in the eye.

A smudge on an electrocardiogram severs the flat tone,
Brings birds to soar and dance in the clouds. 

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