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today,
the sun is shyly coming out
from its hiding spot behind the clouds
and it's nice.
it's not blindingly bright, but
it's nice.
it has returned; be it only for a day.

painting the land in soft strokes of serenity
and happiness floats around in little specks of dust
in the light, amber glow

grazing the roads,
the grass plains,
buildings and cars,
and the people
in a weightless positivity;
their skin exposed to a happy yellow

it's been a while,
and so easily,
it seeps through their veins
and slowly leaks into their heart,
filling it with the same sense -
it's okay.

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this poem is exactly 100 words and I find that very satisfying idk
hope you enjoyyy this one, it's a lil more positive :) happy may!!

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