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In The Sky

Doctors are in the sky,
The sky is in the long lane we catch;
A thrust in the street of heaven
Calls the medically trained individual.
In the sky is a blind man called the constellation
Young and happy, feeling and brave,
On the promises of the future.
Brave and lovely is the gargantuan skull
Of the river, a ray of hope,
The lover of water, the living of lanterns,

Thus, it picked up more tears and felt grand
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