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The sky is made of metal
And it recites the ancient songs
As spring strolls the planet.
The sky is touched
By the sunshine in daytime
And is decorated by romantic and sensitive stars.
They way they share their messages
Is mysterious and gracious.
The sky will look down upon
People and their hectic lives
For aeons.
Марина
My poetry doesn't reflect my feelings.
It mostly stems from observation and communication with the others and sometimes from long days of readin
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