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On
grey
colored
days
I
see
Silver
slivers
of
dew
flowing
to
their
end
And
all
that
while
I
feel
A
million
moments
travel
to
a
place
inside
my
head
When
the
dusk
splays
the
soft
horizon
Putting
a
million
roses
to
bed
A
palette
of
moods
for
every
season
In
dark,
burns
behind
the
moon
I'm
like
a
large
speck
of
dust
Worrying
about
matching
hats
and
scarves
I
am
an
arrangement
of
thoughts
formed
by
An
order
of
predetermined
paths
Mirrored
emotions
of
the
sky
Dip
tainted
feet
in
sparkling
waters
Buy
scenes
of
green
leaves
on
trees
Take
a
breath
and
what
I
can
from
her
In
time
I
will
crumple
and
crease
An
instance
of
chaos
in
peace
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