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Monday Blue is Tomorrow

Rather humid day today,
Sunshine bright up all the way.
I sip on some sour dairy,
May it chills a little my misery.

The wind blows slow,
Cloud refuse to grow.
I wish time is like the wind blow,
Slowly tick accordingly the flow.

Despite weather gives a mellow,
Even sing by lovely tune of sparrow.
But my heart sunk with sorrow,
Monday blue is tomorrow.

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