Erroneous Aspirations

A rain filled with sorrow
Threatening never a new morrow
A pain growing an ambition all its own
Rain falling with the weight of long forgotten tomes
None ever permitted to disturb
A person or a simple personification to which it perturbs
Its mist an uneasy serenity
hopes and dreams lost memories
Themselves rendered impotent by metaphysical fatality
Precipitate forever within simple insanity

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