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Apr 2014
the color changed around the eye as it rose from its slumber, the beauty was breath taking and no one could see anything brightly beautiful. someone had to of spreads all the paints in the world to paint the beauty of the sky's unique beautiful ocean of colors. its blue and white clouded area that spreads its light around the eye of the sky wants nothing more than just to be a light for anyone to follow as the moon is the eye of the night surrounded by the scattering of beautiful stars that have all meaning in one star.
but the eye of the day is set to make a beautiful recovery for all who try to look around and notice the colors its spreads when it rises and falls. the colors of the sky say so much to us that we don't even notice all the colors meanings and realities of the beauty. If we all would just sit and watch the colors spring themselves across the sky to surround the sun and all its glory. so that we can see how beautiful th skys colors can give us life and understanding
this was just a thing I thought of as I babysat for a friend
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