To PRC
Wispy clouds drift across
the face of the cold Sun
on this frigid afternoon of desolation,
just like I once did -
briefly - drift
across your shining, fragile life;
but the clouds on Earthly skies
can never dim the Sun
as I did you:
A dark dust cloud,
from some interstellar waste,
invading your existence.
13.02.2021
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