We all stand beneath the bright blue sky. The kind that make the inspired want to fly. Straight to the heavens then back to earth they glide.
Taking in a scene one can not buy. And their not worried at all it could end in the blink of an eye. Their living in the moment and happy to be alive.
Staring into space pondering a future so wide. Where the possibilities are as infinite as there are clouds up high. And they all bask in the suns warm shine.
But when I look as they do I feel no pride. Because even as I stand beneath the same blue skies. All I see are the approaching storms forming to the side.
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wow
i think that its really pretty for the description that it gives

