I went for a walk in the misty park,
It was eerie because it was dark,
I could hardly see as it was blurry
But on hindsight I could still see
A visionary insight inside of me.
I felt permeated in deep thoughts
As I was permeating an ought
Of bleeding inside while caught.
It was hot like our sunny shine,
Which rose my spirits to pine
For a rainbow in the morning
Light, but I was still left mourning.
Sorry to be cryptic in my verse
But it's to think things in terse.
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