**Because I feel a lot better when my fingers are tapping the keyboard, though whatever gushes out from this little head be schmaltzy and as cliche as roses given on Valentines day. I find the rapid clicking sounds when I press the keys relaxing**
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How lonely the sea must feel
Beneath the boundless sky she adores.
Because no matter how many times she repeats
the stanzas of poems and songs the sky composes,
Like the colors it sheds on her,
They will never be her own.
And the unfeeling world between them
Exists to keep them in place.
It’s unfair that she could only gaze up
As the light of dawn
Illumines the vast blue sky
And as each fresh orange sunset
Makes it blush.
Yet, when the sky finally looks below
It only sees the beautifully dyed
Though muddle reflection of itself.
*looks up* Yaks, cheesy! LOLOL
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