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These Gray Days

Sitting here,
I'm sitting here,
I shit despair,
I call your cards,
The wall it falls,
And all is clear,
And finally,
I see it all.

I see the rise,
Between the falls,
I see your vice,
I feel your love,
And all the trials,
They seem so small,
And all this life,
Between it all.

Tell me. Is this world:
The right for me?
Tell me. Are my eyes:
Eyes that see?

When I look out the window,
Do I really see what's there?
Is me sitting indoors,
The brewer of despair?
If I take a jog or run,
Will I turn this fog to sun?
If I take these lemons, and make some...
Lemonade.

Maybe my next day won't be so...
Gray.

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