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Wonder The sea is silver this morning and easy on the eye the sky is overcast but will not let the sunshine the sky sinks towards the land so low it almost touch the houses and the collective being asks is this the end? An enormous explosion rips through the galaxy a grandfather clock rings men with guns shoot holes in the sky The sky is back in place where it is supposed to be and clouds move aside to let the sun shine When this happened and for a reason that was more a wish, the Russian fleet was stuck in ice on the Black Sea, The last time this happened was in 1953 the year Stalin died

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