The entire piece of sky was layered with a shade of gloomy grey. The sun must still be snoozing and the usually chirpy birds decided to sleep in today. The murky puddles of water scattered across the road told me the clouds opened up and shed tears last night. Every now and then, the wind would mischievously howl to kick up a temperamental dust gale ... painting its surroundings with a blend of dull ginger and dreary brown.
How heavy is thy heart ... how suffocating is thy morning ...
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