The grey cloud covers her haze,
tells her that day will be cold,
forecasting that it'll rain.But she doesn't know,
that there is no grey cloud,
that summers first light
is shining on her.-don't let them blind you.
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Our stages of recovery, blooming together ❁ my poem book
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The grey cloud covers her haze,
tells her that day will be cold,
forecasting that it'll rain.But she doesn't know,
that there is no grey cloud,
that summers first light
is shining on her.-don't let them blind you.