Pair of ducklings clash in cool blue waters
in color they glimpse pink to different light
errors, to spill sliding over each ducks back
within they burn slighting the other in truth.
Those mountains stand firm against the sky
as dark clouds form waves in chilly moves
quaking voices drowned amid thunder claps
stark reality from a dark breaking storm;
Come these are moments for a joyous ride
enjoy, liven up another struggle tomorrow.
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