The clouds rumble
Change.
Rain in torrents
Pain.
Something new has happened,
There's something wrong on here,
Something very consequential,
It's bringing all my fear.
A thunderstorm is brewing,
Heart ache laden, thick,
Churning in my stomach,
Enough to make me sick.
Someone's missing here,
The palace quiet as grave,
An absence too unmissable,
A Queen we cannot save.
The world of Opuss mourns,
The quiet prose flows slow,
It should never have happened as such,
And now?
It's just so...
Different.
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