I want to reach you, sky.
I want to know who creates you.
I want to know if you’re true
I want to touch you but I can’t
I want to know about the mysteries about you
I want to know why you’re color suddenly change into black.
I want to know why? Are you sad?
I want to know,
Please answer me.
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