the smiles surrounding you?"
"I'd drown in a pool of forced smiles
and fake pleasantries. If no such
kindness were genuine, why even bother?
The false sky maybe too close to being
the skies but it would never be the sky."
"Oh! Don't worry too much.
Whatever is above us,
as long as we don't get soaked,
all's good."
"I hate the rain."
"So do I.
But umbrella merchants do love them."
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