A gang of indigo clouds are swaggering across the flamingo-pink skies this morning distracting everyone’s gaze it takes a while for the greyness of conformity to rush in and chase the hope of daybreak away in the mire, we stand sinking in acceptance of the now wishing, we were those indigo clouds moving on from normality.
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Take It Easy
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