Poetry
Wednesday, November 29, 2006, 01:56 PM
[General]
The sky is blue,
way above our heads.
Then it is black,
as we go to bed.
It is a foggy haze
early in the morning,
as i cook my eggs.
Then i go and do my thing,
then i get up start to blaze.
As i look up at the sky,
just to see that it is far away.
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