The grey began to fade,
As the colors filled the sky,
The chill began to warm,
As the sun began to rise.
A lost girl found direction,
As the eastern orb rose high,
The dark sky turned to blue,
Like the color of his eyes.
Dark turned to light,
Grey turned to blue,
Lost became found,
That's when I met you.
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