They say "tread lightly with a heavy heart
Stop welcoming attacks and learn to duck"
There was a quick breeze ripping away the clouds
Her feelings entered loudly unannounced
Sometimes the poet feels lost in the happenings
Aggressively in pursuit of detaching from humanity
Even the lost speak for those who won
Even with their winnings she knows the rain still respects the sun.
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