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NO SUNLIGHT
When I was young, lying in the grass
I felt so safe in a warming bath
of sunlight
The vast open sky could do no harm
like the embrace of mother's arms
in sunlight
But with every year that came to pass more clouds appeared
till the sky went black and there was no sunlight anymore
and it disappeared at the same speed as the idealistic things
I believed when the optimist died inside of me