The Reflection of the Weather

To have love and lost or to not have loved at all... The autumn descends upon my life, bringing back the winter landscape, To slumber back I go, like a dream the life that was...

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a clear day, blue skies, inconspicious, a day that says fine things to happen.
happiness and joy is seen by the eye to be not far.

a sudden change of wind swept across the landscape.
clouds loomed, thunder rumbled

heavy heavy clouds hover, but no tears fall from the sky
the heaviness remains

the clouds that would cry of sadness would dissappear if such an event occurred
to want to continue to exist, to not forget, they hold the tears back.

no violent storm
no screaming wind
no hammering hail
no pounding rain

just the heavy looming clouds that hang over...

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Illustrated by Michael Dedok de Wit