The world can be a harsh place
With cold and thorny walls
At times it seems there is no trace
Of humanity at all
But then one day a stranger calls
To brighten up your day
Then all of your defenses fall
All sadness washed away
Ephemeral as spider webs
A sweet song no one knows
Until it sings inside your head
Your chasing raindrops in the snow
My friend, thank you for your kindness.
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