Light…

the
sun
is
out
for
three
minutes
then
quickly
hides
behind
clouds
so
dense
and
dark
nothing
gets
through
while
we
all
press
our
faces
against
window
panes
drawn
there
by
the
light
some
stand
in
parking
lots
like
characters
from
a
science
fiction
movie
eyes
closed
faces
turned
upward
we
are
sun-starved
and
wilting
our
spirits
sluggish
and
brittle
we
are
slowly
dying
in
a
winter
world
of
gray

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