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"Gray skies above,drawn by the disappearing clouds

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"Gray skies above,
drawn by the disappearing clouds.
Lick them clean with a sorrowful number.
All the trees and time
will end this now.
Is it right or wrong?
We played along to the rhythm.
The sun is setting down.
Dripping a purple ribbon down on the sleeping waters.
So peaceful,
and so close to the end.
We were not worried,
already killing ourselves.
In and out,
In and out.
It was bound to come.
Can you hear-r m-e?
Or is the service low?
Here is the warning,
you better heed it
or
it's time for you future me.
To regret your choices."

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