16 December 2012
So for the sheer hell of it, I am gonna describe something random. Comment anything you would like me to describe.
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The sky.
The sky goes from navy to oranges, yellows, reds, pinks, purples. Early morning skies give an impression. The sun peeking out from the horizon; slowly, yet fast, bright, yet dark. The sun rises higher and higher, the night soon fades and the day has come. The day progresses; the sky is baby blue like the sparkling eyes of a newborn infant. The fluffy white clouds drift lazily, sometimes shaped but often a blob. Yet the daytime skies can be miserably grey like the cold eyes of an old teacher, with pitter patter raindrops falling hard. It gets darker and darker till the sky is back to midnight blues, milky moon shiny and bright like a puddle of happiness in the night sky. The millions of small sparkly stars replace the large exploded one, we call the sun. The moon is here to keep you safe as the sun glides to the other side of the world , to repeat the cycle there.
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