The
birth is vivid
The
death is livid
But
the life amid
Is
shades of grey
The
breeze is turgid
The
storm is turbid
But
the seasons in mid
Is
shades of grey
The
saint is a pure some
The
sinner all gruesome
But
the life of some
Is
shades of grey
The
beginning is near
The
end is nothing to fear
But
the crossings bear
Is
shades of grey
My
heart is crumbling
My
mind is soaring
But
my thoughts are yearning
Is
shades of grey
The
Heaven is divine
The
Hell is a swine
But
life of mine
Is
shades of grey
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