Behind Me

I've lived in a cloud for far too long,

with rain and hail and winds so strong.

I was so blind, I could not see,

the problem itself was imbedded in me.

I see the cloud now, 

and it's gotten so huge.

Buts now it's behind me and I'm surrounded in blue.

I can see it in the rearview, so gray in hue.

Now I can't wait to start anew.

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