Sky Is Blue

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In the heart of the city today,

City noises

City voices.

Construction and sirens.

Another train rumbles through.

The sky is blue

And wherever i am,

I think of you.

Pigeons cooing and cars honking.

Exhaust in my lungs.

City bus brakes squeaking and I am thinking of you.

People smiling, people frowning.

Speculating.

The sky is still blue and I am

Thinking of you.

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