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This is what it was like when
you got
to be happy
again

you were walking across the
soccer fields with
your friends at
night in a
rare snowfall there was
snow in your hair and
the sky was
soft and pink
from all the city lights

you were watching the rain out
the window making the new
leaves shake and everything was
so lush and glowing and
raining petals and
it filled your eyes and
made them wider and
you just knew
all the people you loved
loved you

you were sitting on an
old wood floor with your
back on the wall and the
sun was stretched out across it and that
song came on and there was the
distant noise of
people outside and
you were inside by
yourself you were not
expecting anyone anytime soon you
were on wood in the sun
with that song and
doing nothing

what was
that prayer about
all manner of things
will be well.