Summer smog disappeared from my mind,
And winter made me think,
The world went to blue, black
And grey.
The shock came suddenly
I was just me
Alone, no beautiful people
No tribe.
Then spring came in winter
The clouds chased each other
Like my mind
After the next high.
Turbulence made the still
I realised the bright blue sky
Myself and a storm
Were happiness.
So let me sing about experience
Let me find an earnt grace
The song will be as sweet
As the toxic tune of false happiness.
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