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Hey You!
I was thinking,
That the world is not the same
That mountain tops look slimmer
That the grass is not as green
And the sky is more grey than ever.

Hey, You!
I was thinking
That my world is not the same
It no longer rains everyday
Solitude no longer rhymes with future
And I can now fly like a bird

Hey you!
I was thinking
Only flowers are left to blossom