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Gray

Overcast and weary Gray skies squelch The suns rays of glory A formidable haunting Dark trees encapsulated In vacant landscapes Leaves have fallen Limbs are bare Gray is the color Vacant penetrating All absorbing Trees appear as Monumental dark Monsters fingers extending To the sky above And as I watch Looking for any Movement they appear Lifeless frozen Who would think Gray could be So overpowering with The absence of color

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Date: 12/15/2024 2:49:00 AM
Winter? Its sweltering down here. It will soon be over. Enjoyed your poem today
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Kelli White
Date: 12/15/2024 7:51:00 AM
Oh yes the cold. And no snow. Enjoy the holidays my friend Mr Mo, Kelli

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