A Sea of Gray

October 5, 2017
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Gray makes you feel good at the beginning of winter

It is like a vulture when someone dies

It feels like a forbidden lover’s touch

Gray is there when a lost soul cries

We feel gray when we are confused

We feel gray when we’re cold

It’s at the sight of every disaster

Gray is the color of the old

It is someone waiting in anticipation

Gray is a woman about to cry

It is an old burden and new beginnings

It is the smell of life when someone dies

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