I look out and see the sun shining without a smile to be felt, but I know I have to make an effort so I grab my umbrella for some shade and if I keep it low noone else will see my face. Hop in my car, head to the park, figure if I pick the right trail I'll never see a soul. Start off through the woods and it's great. Everything going according to plan. I mean, my mood isn't improving bt at least I'm not bringing anyone else down. Then I happen upon her, cheerful and bright. Then the clouds roll in. She says, "it's getting gray, mind if I join you under there?" I panic as I explain, "don't worry, you're safer out there. See, on days like today, under my umbrella is the only place that it rains."
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