Titled, Cleanse.
I saw it weeping,
Showering in anger,
Souls were sweeping,
And the tears kept creeping,
So i turned to it and asked,
Why so much of anger?
It returned to me with an answer
The sky needs to cleanse
Just like human beings.
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