Sky

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It is always just out of reach
No matter how close I get
Color spreads as far as I see
And yet it is untouchable
Not stained by the hands of man
Always changing and shifting with the breeze
Will wonders never cease
The place always present
Yet never the same
Always moving away
Yet staying around me
A place that can be dark and still shine
Or a place that is light and still have darkness
A place of wonders
Secrets that go untold
The sky

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