I looked up and I saw the skies...
It was beautiful, colours mixing together in perfect harmony.
The colours compelled and urged me to guess their names;
Sky white, thunder blue and perilious grey.
I've always loved tranquility. I sighed looking down at my hands.
The days sometimes felt endlesss, just like the skies;
Days turning to weeks, weeks turning to months, months to years...
Everything felt the same. I closed my eyes.
When will things be different? Is this really all there is to life, endless days?
I'm waiting for that change, and I'll know it's here because,
The sky shall carry the news and it'll be Joyful Blue.
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As humans, we often wonder about what tomorrow will hold and forget to live in the present. Our tomorrow is made from actions or inactions of today. Live today, tomorrow is enough for tomorrow.❤
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