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Gray Clouds and Blue Skies
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Death Every day that passes,
I miss you all the more.
I feel as though you've left me,
And you closed and locked the door.
I know the way to get to you,
Only death holds the key.
I can't bring myself to do it,
And end the life of me.
I know it will be worth the wait,
To someday see you.
We'll sit together on a cloud,
In the sky so blue.
