From miles away

 

Now

everything is

sunny

in your world

but

from miles away

come the signals

of not-distant

misery

suffering

close enough

to dim the blue

here

their loss

is yours

is ours

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Know your blessings

 

These clouds

heavy with rain

are a gift

Others scan

a crimson horizon

for even a hint

of what obscures

the sky here

Not just

my sky

Not just

my sun

Our earth

weeping

burning

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