22082017 – Grey

The sky was congested with grey grey clouds. The wind was too timid to blow away anything. The exhaust was helping itself out like there’s no tomorrow. The air quality was not worth mentioning. The heart was barely feeling.

Another day.

Is this day repeating some other day’s every fact, every data, everything? And am I repeating someone’s reaction to a day as such? What is the world we are seeing every day? What is this life we are living every day? Can anyone tell me?

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