July 19, 2011
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The sky is Gray,
the grass is Black.
Once they are all gone
they will never come back.
The sadness spreads from high to low.
The depression never seems to go .
Maybe, one day the lights will
to this darkened place.
so maybe one day I'll see your beautiful face.
the wonderful, colorful face of yours:
that bring the colors back to the world... the Reds, the Blues, and even the greens the wonderful colors that we all have seen.

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