Skies turn grey, and later rosé

Recall lost innocence and live by it

Rough Sea’, by Joseph Mallord William Turner, English landscape artist

How clear, now, the brightime sky of youth
How lovely-fair that pursuit of an eternal truth.
Those sunbeams of our morning life's clarity
Laugh out, now, with a truly thoughless charity
That sets free a man longchained to violence
Appalled at vicious crimes performed in silence.
Evil soars through these dimming days of hope.
As we see the world…

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