Sky (A Poem About My Name)

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I've heard, the Sky's the limit.

Sky high, blue Sky and such.

A place with storm clouds in it.

And then- a rainbows touch.

A place beyond in grasp and dreams.

For flight of bird or plane.

The home for moon, and, stars, and sun.

The very perfect name.

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