behind blue there is always grey ,
crawling like a big ghost ,
engulfing all green and blue ,
And she remembers when she was green ,
,O, spring .. spring
and she was jumping in the air ,
catching a rainbow , waving a free hand to the sun,
Spring was only for a little wink ...
Then she become blue ...
Blue is warm , long and so true ,
she became herself in blue ,
Then suddenly , grey , ....
Grey is cruel , strong and deep ,
How could she escape??
Life just stepaside when grey comes in way ...
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And she closed her eyes , finally .. Peace ..
And she drawned in the deep endless silence ..
And she smiled ...
Silence is white !
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