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I’m sat alone – I will read the sky

Windows my source to the heavens



If the sky is black we can’t exempt

From the day a tempest



And if blue is the colour

This day may be like any other



And if grey is the shade I can see

The events of today will bring misery



And if the sky is gold

We can look forward to what the day will hold



But if it is white:

It is too pure for this life

I must be dreaming –

Must I wake up?