find one small arm of sunshine
even when they don't want the light
on their face. requirements: maybe
a fence to meet at, a door to leave
cracked. maybe do nothing bigger
than pointing out the obvious.
i am here in the trudge of darkness.
i am listening like an enormous shadow.
and still, you are bigger than sorrow.
if on any given day you are this lonely
mountain, go ahead and be the sound.
i will be the echo.
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