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Gray sky day I'm walking,
Living in the past...
Love, the tears, the talking-
Love that could not last.
Thought I saw you waiting;
Shadow of a tree.
Memories slowly fading-
Love not meant to be.
I will keep on walking,
Life will still go on.
Like the tears, the talking-
Love once here is gone.