"Our truest responsibility to the irrationality of the world is to paint or sing or write, for only in such response do we find the truth." - Madeleine L'Engle
Raining elsewhere but here Struggling to stand up I reach for the sky The stars twinkle at me The rain drops fall silently Like the tears I cannot express As I stare up Into the hole in the clouds That becomes my heart.
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