Screw the Repetition
At times I stop to look into the sky
For every look there is a different view
There is always something new
Yes of course the sun does rise and set
That cycle happens every day
But it never happens the same way
There are sometimes clouds
And never in the same place
There may just be a clear blue sky
With or without wind
Though every day it seems the same
There is always something different
Every day of my life seems the same
But if I really look there is always something different.
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Iamapencilposted on 03/17/2009
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