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Sep 2011
Oh blue, oh blue skies have no flaw, no cloud
only what is crisp, cold, frozen color
How pure, how blemish less this sky unbowed
It does not drift, it only stands taller

And then, when the day begins to descend
this blue, this blue, will struggle with the dark
they will battle and feud until they blend
and this glorious blend will spread and spark

This blue will surrender to the darkness
and black will engulf the wide and strong skies
Night will replace day, slowing and ageless
I will miss you quiet blue hue, wait to rise

Rest beneath the stars, and wait until day
and tomorrow the clouds will soar and sway
Lola N Mae
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Lola N Mae
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   arizona
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