Cloudy Day

Everything that should happen a cloudly day

The sky is a blank sheet of paper.                     The sun is an dim but a sad reminder of happier days.     That time you spent your day on a glowing screen of nothing.   A show protraying lost ego and a show reveals inner ego.   Sometimes it rains without warning and leaves at the same time.  Lost. Dumfounded.

                              I

                              W

                               A

                               N

                               T

                               S

                               U

                               N

The End

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