Upwards i look
and i see nothing
but pitch-blackness
no glittering stars
no shining crescent moon
just an overcast sky

Then it began raining again
drop by drop, splatter by splatter
descending thorugh my face,
to my nose, to my lips
and i tasted its
sorrows and

And i realized
it was my tears
it was my own...

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