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For Diz
Dust specks show us where we've been,
memories scattered in belongings.
Nothing means anything, nothing we have seen,
without the sense of belonging.
Yet among the star studded skies,
lay things that are yet to be.
Beyond this pain, depression and lies,
I just wish someone would show me.
only after rain will Rainbows glimmer,
or footprints in the settling snow.
Simple pleasures of life will shimmer,
if only you but let it glow.
