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MoodMarkMonday
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My weather index: Sun shinning through Clouds
Clouds hung low
like thoughts not yet healed,
covering the city in hush.
Then slowly,
the sun stretched wide,
spilling gold on rooftops,
warming brick and bone.
By noon,
the streets shimmered,
heat rising like hope.
What began as heavy
turned bright,
a reminder that even gray days
give way to fire.
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