As the misty wispy blues of desolate gloom lifts
And the rays of golden hues peep in
Sudden lightness in my being
Heavy load just lifted off my weary back
Days, nights, weeks and months have passed
Just breathing existing, nothing mattered
Now I know it wasn't all in vain
What could've broken me, just couldn't
There's a raging storm inside
Now about to unleash its fury
Letting fly what should out of the way
For a fresh new beginning of pure joyous creation
MVJ Simon
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