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Harsh Day
I can honestly say that it is a harsh day,
But every day is gray not gay,
When forced against your will into the fray,
It feels as though your ship is sinking into the bay.
But every day is gray not gay,
When forced against your will into the fray,
It feels as though your ship is sinking into the bay.
Published 1st Feb 2018
Author's Note
A one stanza ballad that's inspired by a feeling of drag and dreary existence.
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