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Mar 2016
Watch how the sky twists
From clear blue to complete grey
Bringing hell on Earth.

Walking on lone walks
Reminiscing on the past
As skies start to rain.

Rain leaks from my eyes
The birds fly back to their nests
As I become lost.

Breathing is a chore
Existing where things will die
Praying for blue skies.

Blue skies that never
Seem to ever reappear,
Life is a hassle.
Star Gazer
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Star Gazer
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