By Esta Mwibeleca
It is a gloomy morning full of colors like orange, yellow, and pink.
I get out of bed and walk out of my colorless brown door into the sunlight.
I follow my boring path, and as I keep going, the closer I get.
It is a gloomy morning full of colors like orange, yellow, and pink.
I walk out of the brown colorless door and pull out the sunlight.
I follow my path filled with depression and happiness.
The more I go, the closer I get obsessed with each step.
It is a gloomy morning full of colors like orange, yellow, and pink.
I get out of bed and walk out of my colorless brown door into the sunlight.
I follow my boring path, and as I keep going, the closer I get.
It is a gloomy morning full of colors like orange, yellow, and pink.
I walk out of the brown colorless door and pull out the sunlight.
I follow my path filled with depression and happiness.
The more I go, the closer I get obsessed with each step.
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