I see the blue skies with my open eye's
they move forward just as I move backward
I hope that my tormented mind can be kind as the blue skies pass
I wonder will I ever move on will I change my ways or will I just stay in this glaze
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Blue sky
PoetryI see the blue skies with my open eye's they move forward just as I move backward I hope that my tormented mind can be kind as the blue skies pass I wonder will I ever move on will I change my ways or will I just stay in this glaze