Paint the Skies

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Blue canvas

Interrupted

Bleeding smears

Of crimson


Bewildered

A blemish

Above the trees

I find my rest


Violent breaks

Filled with white

Yet comforting

My soul


Hidden hues

Mystery not yet revealed

Darkness falls


Glowing stars

Scatter my canvas


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