Dark Clouds
It is the dark clouds in
life that lay cover
to the bright
sun,
Winds of sin blow into
peckish pours of the
mind just for
fun.
Life known is like the
weather, volatile,
on an ego
trip.
Keep emotional swim
trunks handy, it will
warm up, for a
dip.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 11252
Blowing
into
peckish
pours
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Quatrain of Dark Clouds - 11252 - Yorktown Disciple
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