I eat, and for the first time in as long as I can remember it tastes good. Each bite filling me up, each mouthful making me want more. I've been hungry for a long time, but, alas flavor is illusive.
I've seen all of the clouds.
The dark ones bring in the rain, the bright ones will eventually bring pain.
So I've been afraid of storms, while I let the wind just carry me along.
The sky is loosening up, the downpour is at an end.
I can see the colors of the rainbow and I can taste again.
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