There in the sky
Lies a simple cloud,
Plain, white, but proud.
There in the sky
Come down some rain,
Cold, wet, and mundane.
There in the sky
Shines the bright sun,
Warm, brilliant, but only one.
There in the sky
Glows the mellow moon,
Gleaming, incandescent, yet changing.
There in the sky
Millions of stars beam,
Small, big, or in the middle.
There in the sky
What ever could that be?
It is whatever you see...
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