A tulip brought in the sun today
A truck dumped a life
A highway peeped into a soul
Fish filled an empty creek
Victim kissed the victor's sword
His death shook hands with his life
Its moments made a deal with nostalgia
But the tears looked the other side
The stars felt ignored
Whispering tidal warfare to their Moon
The water bargained, and lost
To the sand, hungering for the waves
While the sun wondered to shine or not
The clouds helped it become hazy
Astraea cries, "Enough", and the rain falls down
Restoring souls, fetching bodies
Hearts start beating, pounding a storm
Eye lashes learn to cover them
A rose comes to term with its thorn
Moved to kiss, and not prick redness...
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