Written by Algo
There is late summer in the rain
It cannot dampen lit spirits
And the weather may be in vain
To limit our newfound limits.
Those cyclonic like variables
Cannot forecast
Our coming storm,
Could not herald
What’s being born.
The Universe,
It’s cloak now torn.
Text © Algo
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