Sun is gone with the rain,
To the fields,
Over the trees,
Beyond the horizon,
Pouring water,
Everywhere.
Its wet,
Inside and out,
Faith engulfed by disbelief,
Shall the sun be out again,
Or the desert lay remain,
Dark all the way.
And I shall face an icy end,
Like a seperate individual entity.
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