Chaos Inside, Smiles Outside

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Some days it feels gloomy at times lit,

Only to be fragmented into millions of slit,

It is dark and has been for a while,

But seems filled into a bigger pile.

When will this end is all I think,

The way out looks like sky in pink,

A message from heaven is all I receive,

Time looks like a brick of deceive.

Twinkling stars are no longer there,

All there are crazy stare,

Mind of eternity is what stays,

Going away is at bay.