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no rainbows

on the day before the rainbow
when the sun began to shine
 
I listened
with the raindrops
to a world that up and stopped
 
alone beneath the fortress
where scraps of life were cast
bloodied, bruised
and wounded
left
remnants lying
how could this ever last
 
a man without a calling
misguided
along forsaken paths
 
born a weed
wild
as a days wind
in search of the perfect storm
 
the shepherd
blinded by a broken shaft
waits patiently for the light
to come, to lead, to breathe
Written by JusTim_
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