Is it gray or is it blue?
Leaves between both black & green.
Sunny’s shift is ending soon.
Zephyrs scurry up my sleeve.
Feel a tingling in my chest.
Minutes pass without a thing.
Papers lying with the rest.
I just want to catch the seas.
Now I see some purple there.
Still I feel the still chill air.
Stare @ shades o’ midnight wares.
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