she loved the sky. the way the sun melted over the horizon creating the sunsets. the way the clouds hid the sun. the way the stars and moon kept her from falling into the darkness and granted her a wish every night while she stared out a window. she loved the fact that even if everything was changing in her life, the sky would always change with her. 

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even when the sky cried. even when it was filled with anger and hurt. even when it couldn't show us the beauty we were waiting for. she could never feel alone. when the sky wasn't a blank blue canvas, it was a spread of colour called a rainbow, it was a fluff of cotton called clouds, it was a painted picture in her heart as the most beautiful thing she believed she could ever look up at. and for that, she was thankful.

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