A Spot of Yellow on a Field of Blue Maybe it’s a train in the distance, someone coming but I don’t have clue, home bound on an overcast night. a spot of yellow on a field of blue Maybe I could have lived better. Who knows why we do what we do, like a painting saw in a gallery a spot of yellow on a field of blue. It’s been raining buckets of pain. Th…
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