Tragedies

A short hour started off long
Building up pressure for what's to come
Just like a tragedy this doesn't end well
As humans were all bound to fall
But what started off bad turned out okay.
And just when the clouds began to part
And the rain started moving away
The laughter of children coming out to play
The innocence or butterflies
And the cows going to graze
When life's at its peaceful moment
Everything decides to change
Right back to where it all began
As a tragedy once again

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