One hundred pounds of disappointment
I can lift and hold above my head
It used to be fifty or more on a good day
But now I just hoist the cloudy heavens
With one unworried finger
And trust the rain will come
Whenever it needs to
I can settle for one moon
Not yet able to return
I can be happy
With one star's weight
On my heart
As long as it's you
As long as it's me
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