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Hometown Sky
A new day is in the way
No time to waste in the blue
Clue to a wise, true heart
and the poetry shows no sight
The clouds dance to the sun
in a windy rhythm
A show to everyone but no one
Heads down to imagination
A dark time comes ahead
With no shy the stars bright
Light up our dirty mind
and the will shows no sight
The clouds cheer to the moon
in a silent cry
A proudly flame to itself
Poets and lovers are sleeping
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