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The sky so grey, through night and day, the sun and moon, stay hid away. When sun comes out, it stays not for long, Accustomed to darkness now, the light almost feels wrong. This place in question, it is above, turn white to grey, surprise the dove. As above, So below, once i thought, but now i know. Early and late, I contemplate, I plan to leave, but for now i wait.

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