A life with colour

All around me clouds dance,
a lifetimes pain to roar.
So many different sailing crafts,
with only a few back to the sun.
Love’s promise is sold,
while we wait for a
whispering wind.
To take us back to a
world of innocence,
and weapons of our own.

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