Tints


Sometimes we feel

underneath all and 

underneath us awaits all.
Life’s grapple, harsh reality 

failed achievements, Godly sorrow,

sympathetic pep talks, monotonous paths.
All under tinted sting 

of orange disguised as 

a new day to us.

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