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Prompt: Write a letter addressed to the sky, asking it questions or sharing secrets.

Oh my, it's the sky.

Blue and white like dear ol kite.

Reminisce the way everything seems too bright

Colors of every shade black or white.

Crayons another shame for a sight.

Learning where light gets its light.
Orbs in the outer where maybe they don't survive

Where are the creatures that allows for no more fright

Oh, hello sky.

Oh, time wastes and time scatters.

The movement of one next to there

Author's Note

What are your thoughts on this?

Reviews

[Zolly]

There could be many interpretations, but I have two.
One, Acceptance: A quiet acknowledgment of reality, whether bright or bleak, and finding solace or resignation in what cannot be changed.
Two, Longing: A yearning for something beyond the present, tied to memories or aspirations that feel just out of reach.