An emotional ordeal tis
Our life, in passing through.
Alarming, for what abrupt
Can a calm mind disrupt.
Comparable to a day-change
Howled a wood-path on down.
Sunned, for a smiling delight
Storm omens which do blight.
That glumness, that does always
Follow through on its threat,
Thundery, whose torrents bear
Tear-Drowning, one off there.
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