Grey is the color of monuments,

It is the color of marbles which built Rome in a day and Vegas in a drunk hour,

It’s the color of the sky on my favorite days, when the sky lets out its small drops of water and calms the world,

It is old and wise hair that holds years of memories and a life which still maintains color,

It is metal that holds together the greatest of structures and the dreams of those who will live in them,

grey is the basis of our society,

It’s the light before the dark and the last color between before the blankness,

Grey contains the whispers of the world and refuses to let them be heard


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