when all the days blend in a single storm
we look outside and watch the surging cloud
there's silence here and absence of the crowd
alone we fear not being safe and warm
we march towards the sunset heads unbowed
when all the days blend in a single storm
our choices have to fall within the norm
we only do those things we are allowed
for other purposes we've not been vowed
when all the days blend in a single storm
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