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By: Eve Estelle
Beautiful are these colored skies,
With burning yellows and a blaze of red;
Filled with more wisdom than the wisest of wise,
It's a promise to us that a new day's ahead.
Rising fire, burning sphere,
Yesterday's troubles.. don't belong here.
Leave behind your old sorrows,
Take a breath and clear your mind;
Just watch the sky, watch how it glows,
Forget for now, the daily grind.