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Grey days

grey days

lead to contemplation

of sunnier times

when all those around you

have lost their way

when the fog of doubt

clouds the mind

and the notion of thought

becomes an ocean

and the stars no longer shine

where is that compass of mine

Author The Golden TearsCategories Civilisation, Clouds, Grey, Life, mankind, Ocean, Poetry, thegoldentears, thought, writingPosted on March 12, 2023Leave a comment

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