Written on - 14 November 2020
Published on - 14 May 2021
The sky looks down at me,
The stars innocently blinking their eyes.
They make me feel free as I slowly shut my eyes.
The morning sun shines upon me,
Encouraging me to wake up, and rise,
The birds on the tree sing for me,
Sitting right in front of my eyes.
I am the sky,
The sky is me.
I am dedicated to them,
And they to me.
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