Moments
hang down
like lifesaving
ropes
and I dance around them
striving for happiness
to wane
the state of bitterness.
Moments
like brush strokes
sprinkle with color
my deep sorrow
so the world becomes bright
and everything feels alright
in the place
of my heart.
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