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Extending the battle 
Since Autumn of May.. 
They are at war again
Sun against clouds of grey.. 
Proudly pouring drops 
As she burns them dry.. 
Traces of her beauty 
Rainbow's the sky.. 
A pot of gold
That, she is.. 
Her warmth felt
Through the icy breeze.. 
Shining with no plan
Of leaving soon.. 
She retires and curtsies only
To welcome the moon.. 

As the curtain falls
And darkness prevails.. 
A canopy of stars awaken 
A battle cry hales.. 
Rumbles of thunder 
Flashes lighting up the night..
Everyone taking cover
None in sight.. 
Except for one soul
Dancing in the rain.. 
Reinvigorated spirit
The storm silencing his pain..