The streets are gray and not colorful like my house. I wonder why the streets are gray and not colorful. I almost never see my house for a long time from the outside, but the streets I do.
Day 2342, gray.
Day's pictures, PoetryThe streets are gray and not colorful like my house. I wonder why the streets are gray and not colorful. I almost never see my house for a long time from the outside, but the streets I do.
Nochrisis 