Skyline

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Such is the way I look at the endless blue
Kept close to my heart except I saw you flew
You soared in the quiet sky, you left me and I wonder why
Lovely dear, have you flown high?
I saw the morning sunrise and admired the view
"Never am I coming back to you"
Every day I wonder, what have I done to make you leave? I have no clue.

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