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I feel a cold mist falling over me
As the breeze begins to blow.
The sunshine,
Hidden by the soft gray clouds,
Struggles with all its might
To live again.
Like me.
I feel a sudden urge to stand up
From this old wooden bench,
To take off my shoes,
And run through the cool, wet grass.
To smile.
To laugh.
To live again.
This poem © Kevin Walker. Published July 2012.
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