How Stuff Plays Out

How stuff plays out,

The cold wind blowing,

Sending shivers past my face,

Like the story of time,

The star-speckled night sky,

The dark clouds that float past,

The night sky,

The hope for the sun to rise in the morning,

The time’s great changes,

To later reveal what cannot be seen in the present,

The new day to come,

The new times to come,

Looking up Into the night sky,

Reminded of the past,

Waiting for the new day to come.

Those bright times to come,

Maybe just around the corner.

Maybe just a little longer to wait.

Just waiting to see.

How stuff plays out.

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