When fate tries to protect you
Rat poison goes missing
When the universe tries to buck you up
The glass you dropped doesn’t break and give you razors
When people see you are down
They give you false promises just to cheer you up for the moment
When the sky is cloudy
There is the tease of the sun in a small hole in the sky
When you try to be alone to cry
Someone finds you and needs a hug
When you smell a rat
There is a slight smell of candied apples behind it
Can you trust your senses at all?
Have I lost mine?
Written 8:57pm 28th February 2023
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