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Blue etchings fill the sky Rain falls when it starts to cry Clouds like pillows in the landscape Watching this painting is our only escape Cool, calm, collected This sustained color presented Shapes our lives to be less aggressive The infinite freedom conquered the repressive Orange and red signals an end This prominent transition we recommend As change is needed to evolve So that our unabating problems can resolve The night sky now shines black Present until the sun comes back The shimmering stars on the dark curtain Asking onlookers if their dreams are certain The sun greets the sky in red-orange light Signaling the world to wake up to the morning bright The sky revolves around night and day Offering those to gaze at its relaxing bay
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Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 11:14 PM UTC
Color of the Sky
Blue etchings fill the sky Rain falls when it starts to cry Clouds like pillows in the landscape Watching this painting is our only escape Cool, calm, collected This sustained color presented Shapes our lives to be less aggressive The infinite freedom conquered the repressive Orange and red signals an end This prominent transition we recommend As change is needed to evolve So that our unabating problems can resolve The night sky now shines black Present until the sun comes back The shimmering stars on the dark curtain Asking onlookers if their dreams are certain The sun greets the sky in red-orange light Signaling the world to wake up to the morning bright The sky revolves around night and day Offering those to gaze at its relaxing bay
I looked up to the sky and wondered its mysteries works and magic #M&M
#sky
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michael-mitchell
American
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 11:14 PM UTC
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