THE GREY
As I touch the grisly looking grey wall I am staggered cause it’s smooth Hidden stories ingrained in the little black holes The patches of white; an unskilled worker let the distemper fall But it’s his magnificent mistake that brought that patch of visual soothe Breaking the monotony of the greyish tole. The tall buildings of my alma mater The same grey covering it’s facade Reminding us again of…
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