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Sometime last week,I fell under a cloud—Grey and cold,And I can’t shake it. Wherever I go, it follows me:From the couch to the door,And the bus stop into town—A cold and empty rain. At the comedy club,I couldn’t laugh;Got called a “miserable bastard,”Told them to fuck off. At the football,Couldn’t sing the songs—Left early;Didn’t evenContinue reading “Cloud”