The graph must be pointing down
From a plateau position
Sleeping through dawn
Waking with a lingering yawn
Hoping for a bright moment
Not to be found
In the quiet morn
broken by annoying sound
Open the window brightness would inspire
and would lift the spirit a little
Its not there
The expanse sombre
Bland and colorless. .
The sound is coming from here
But not the usual chirp chirping or kur kurr kurrr
The high pitched call is from this
Glum
Gloomy
Dull
On the look out for prey
And now!!
Let the sunshine in and cast away the shadows. . .
Be happy. . .
Bye. . .
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