The rising theme that draws rainbows
Colors spread through sheets of shadows
Whispering raindrops listen carefully
There is a thunder of gossiping clouds
Revealing freedom the rays of fiery sun
The glowing hearts purposely being loud
Strong wind carry massages unknown
Gushing fast through my lonely town
Even with all the mysteries unfolded
I hear the whispering of my name
"Alone but Alive" says the heavy rain
Adding up a new chapter to my pain
poignant, compelling,
alive is good
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