Disgraceful

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Beneath the vast and endless sky,
A canvas painted with dreams high,
Whispers of clouds in silent grace,
Carry hopes across time and space.

Azure depths where spirits soar,
Mysteries held in ancient lore,
In every dusk, a promise lies,
Reflected in the weeping eyes.

Oh, sky, your boundless, mystic cry,
Reminds us how we long to fly,
To touch the stars, to break the night,
And find our truth in endless light.