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[beingdiverse]

darkness lights the way
shades of grey and silver
Moonlight from a lamp
Adorning my windowsill
Shadows burden and weigh heavily
upon a decorated exterior
Can you see the rain
through tinted windows and curtains
through scattered glass and broken jars
Keep Looking
Keep Searching
Your attempts shall not be in vain

Call out my name
If I hear, my reply will resound through your ears
I'll sing of your lost laughter
And remind you of your wholeness
I'll call out a song
if you hear, drop to your knees
Thank the air for allowing such sweetness to reach you
thank the grey and the silver