There is no sign of darkness
Blue skies sing out loud
Thankful for the lark
Eighteen years come May
I walked the moorland water
Sky above my minded shroud
Lost in some evasion
Settlement carries many guises
Trees in bud, rain to sun
Companionship to love
Love, thankful for surprises
There is no doubt within
There are signs of lightness
Clear skies with silver clouds
Thankful for the key
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