Nonsense

Everything is tinged grey, the edges of all
Objects fading into the abyss of
Doom, nothing left normal, can
No one else see this gloom? Colours of
Jovial shades are far too bright,
Why, oh why, can’t it be dark, everything
The same like it is in the night?
So only the owl, that wise old boy, can stay
Awake, keep down the noise of the thousand
Animals that stalk about the town.

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