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The day is young but the sky is dark,
My mind is fluttering to the hills beyond.
I am dreaming of a place far and wide,
Where the sun shines and the clouds don't cry.
Cold it may be on this solitary room,
I am not afraid to watch the sky mourn.
For tomorrow or later the sun will shine
And my sadness will be gone.
And now as I hear the pitter patter on the roof,
My mind wanders again to my solitude.
I'll be dreaming of a place nice and warm
But until the sun comes, I am left undone.
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