Sky

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It, like me, is usually calm,
But at times it becomes fierce and monstrous.
We usually show our bright spiritual side,
But on occasions,
We break down and flood the valley with our sorrow,
Hope for clearer, brighter days.

When we are happy and you take time to look in our eyes.
You can see bunnies dancing in circles.
When we fill badly, we look gloomy, dull, and grey.
When mad, we can strike at any moment.
We do get sad.
We can get cold and so harsh that rabbits flee for shelter,
But we are usually warm and calm.





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