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The Gray Man


The Gray Man

The wind blows but I stay 

The rain screams but I look on 

The water surges and people scream 

I sit, I stay 

I cannot leave

I cannot help

The storm is here

The catastrophe comes

 

I can only help the ones that do not know

I can only warn them of the danger

Will they listen?

Whoever will know 

I am just the Gray Man

That has to stay 

That has to look on 

That cannot help 

For I was one of them 

But was never found 


 

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