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Chasing Rainbows
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General Thoughts on Love Is there any point
to chasing rainbows?
A prism reflected
on gutter water
is nothing but a illusion
in cracked pavements.
There is no sunshine
at the end of this storm;
there is no hope found
in this tumultuous soul.
I’ve never known love
that was requited,
where my every
desire was unfulfilled.
I’ve never believed
in clouds with silver linings.
