It seemed gray clouds looks over, like lavender, then scats But the hedge sheep rot in the field in the dark See the house window of warmth, and a glow in the distance Bring in the night, at a passenger at sunset But she still waiting for the treat like a denim fading color Like a passenger at sunset Maybe they'd never seen the sky A silhouette of castle ruins The unnoticed death The sky is beautiful and clear Trees march in line to rescue stuff from flying at them I'll paint in blue skies red
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