i was just sitting,
holding a pen.
and then looked backwards,
through the open window,
i just saw one thing,
the ocean like sky,
was just not moving,
there was no clouds in the sky,
i have then lots of questions starting with why...
and then i was lost,
up the world,
not just caring that,
the whole world can be seen in front of my eyes,
the whole world just seems so quiet,
when i was still lost,
IN THE SEVENTH SKY.......
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