Grey
I glanced out the window and noticed the slate coloured clouds weeping slowly, deliberately on the city. The only way I can ever remember cleveland is in the dull shade of remorseless steel. A colour that singularly represents depression and endurance. Maybe I've never been homesick because grey skies remind me of home, and no matter where you go
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i agree with your third to last line very much and the title grey is so appropriate. cleveland has a certain way of creeping into my writings as well and leaving this grey bullshit everywhere. sometimes it's a cloudy grey, sometimes it's a ruddy grey, sometimes it's a clear crisp grey. yet grey, in any state, it remains.
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post the log of our quest so that other may read and know our glory
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