Greyness

 

From the suit of a businessman,

from a cat curled by the fire,

from the concrete of the sidewalk,

from a fog coming out of an empty tunnel,

from the paint on the boring man's house,

from a high-rise building in the city,

out of your head when you grow old

from the cuddly Koala

comes greyness.

 

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