Sadness Can Be Cozy

It follows me everywhere,

the dark clouds fleeting above me.

Weirdly, the familiarity of it makes me feel safe,

and blue is the color of it— my favorite.

The coziness of it is like a blanket hugging me,

just add a lullaby and I’m all set to fall.

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