Sky of joy

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When the storm brewed
It was the signature of the sky
When the cold night fell
We all got high

When the warm summer came
We enjoyed till dusk
When the rain poured
We began to busk

But when the mornings
Had the rainbows
And the night, the stars
That is when the real joy flows

   - There is always a good time for everyone

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