Coming from the Sky
It is very high
Do you see it?
Do you feel it?
It is really nice
It is pure and bright
It is always the right
It is here, it is there
It is forever every where
Do you feel one is crying?
Do you see S/He is trying?
Do you like the One who is sleeping?
Or you prefer the one who is flying?
You are the hope
You are the hope
See you
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