And when it's long past due to break from the grey, when you find rain within yourself instead of around you quenching this drought too long I will suggest one thing for you; listen closely, you can find me; I'll be your sunshine, I'll make you laugh from the inside out then when I get you smiling enough to join you, together we'll light up the room and the world - when sorrow wins let me be your purest known bliss. Because an old, tattered or dim appearance has nothing to do with what lies beneath the surface protected, from the skeptical glances from the rest of mankind.
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