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Poem: Searching

Under cloudy skies I search the heavens
For a sign of something greater
Out there beyond myself
But above me are only clouds
Raining down incessantly
Until I have to look away
Towards my feet covered in mud
Being washed by the makeshift stream
Carrying the last debris from fall
That lingered long this year
Hanging on until the winds changed
Stripping the trees bare for winter
That would soon be wrapping them in frost 
Maybe that is the message there is no message
We’re the debris floating aimlessly
At the whims of a world changing endlessly

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