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56 by Matto.

Published on August 14, 2010

Overcast sky-
Where are the shadows?
I wish they were gone

Head full of clouds-
One foot in front of the other,
I walk to just walk

Grey-blue palette sky,
The contrast of beauty gone-
I feel it inside.

My mood – it swings:
Storms’ havoc always pass
And more always come