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About This Poem
The Bluest Sky
Searching for sparrrows in the bluest sky,
I tossed my heartache into the wind.
Then, from the blue, to my dismay,
the cold wind blew it back again.
On Heaven's breath, my wide eyes saw a sparrow and a friend,
and a voice called from bluest sky forgive and make amends.
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