Let’s cry at the sun and laugh with the rain from now on.
Let’s serenade our woes we never acknowledged.
Our sorrows that we kept outside,
and melancholy that we hid inside,
Let’s introduce them to each other.
And see them bond.
“Here, sadness, she was born out of the sky I used to live under.”
“Here, melancholy, I curved her in addas and other nights.”
Let’s not…anymore.
Anymore, pretend we are okay.
Anymore, deny we felt so week.
Anymore, disown we dived so deep.
Anymore, unsee we broke so hard.

Let’s make Joy
out of our Woe!

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