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Jan 2019
Isn't it funny
How for a few moments a day
The sky turns into something
So intoxicating
That all we can do is
take pictures
And look back
Knowing we'll never be as
beautiful
Because that kind of
beauty
Should stay in the clouds
Somewhere mankind can't
touch
Can't **** up
I was looking up at a sunset and decided to take a picture, and this ran through my head
Written by
Jill
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