that the clouds would but part

this once so glowing
bright filament of vibrant light,
this so former dancing, lively sprite
was now wrapped in the fat of life
and pulled deep into the mud of past
having forgotten how to dance,
while still some sliver of sun
could lift them back to the skies
in a spinning majesty
but for the un-parted clouds

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