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There are times when someone can be your umbrella
But also your rain
So much pleasure
Yet also pain

There are times when a year is not so far
A week longer than any healing scar
There’s closeness in distance
Come close and there’s no memory or existence

There is a peculiar bliss in letting out some tears
A laugh cannot fully unleash our deepest fears

There are times when you seek strength in others
Doesn’t a temple stand on independent pillars?
A shoulder will shelter you from your demon
Being alone ultimate freedom

There are times when broken pieces can be put together
But they prick your fingers
Their pain forever lingers

Sand is free and easy
Until water marks territory
Caging her
Weighted and uneasy