Lunch or Dinner

If I cancel lunch, please take dinner off my plate.

if I told you the pain-
you’d try explain it away.
Memories filter through my head like gust of winds without warning.
Some blow gently on my face-
then others knock me down.

Grey clouds and Rain
still make me happy.
if you heard me-
you’ll see I’m still trying.
No,
Mostly lying.

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