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Look up to the sky,
it is bruised like an eye.
It is blue in the day,
above the children at play.
Though black late at night,
it is broken by light;
but the children at play
no longer can stay
- -
Look down to the ground,
it is hard, safe, and sound.
Some things seem to flow,
while others just grow.
And when it gets dry,
it just looks to the sky;
and waits for the rain
to cure all its pain.

-david rbV '0
 


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