The Sky

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  • Fantasy

    The Sky

    When I look
    up at the sky,
    sometimes I wish
    that I could fly.

    Having stars and clouds
    and other things,
    some of the clouds
    even look like rings.

    As I look at
    how things change
    always the sky
    remains the same.

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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