Whats going on in the sky.
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Some dripped down into my eye.
Birds fall to the ground.
It doesn't stop - something profound.
My lungs just feel ablaze.
130 - clouds - with rain - and haze.
It seems like my school chem lab.
To cross the street - I need a cab.
Funny people - with funny skin.
Blotches red and looking thin.
Who knows whats in the clouds.
It mixes together like behind a shroud.
Onward it goes into the breeze.
It's mid summer-coat on-not to freeze.
ROCKET SHIP TO NEW EARTH - 12:00.
from my poem book - DREAMS 2
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