In my sky,
I am not alone,
simply looking for someone,
to bring me home.
In my sky,
there won’t ever be any pain,
or things that make me cry,
none of that can ever be found,
in my sky.
In my sky,
all your dreams will come true,
no feelings of regret that come at night and haunt you,
just spread your wings and fly,
a place where noone says “denied!”,
and if you don’t believe,
simply look up,
deep into my sky.
PROSPERMIND 
Lovely! I’m looking for that sky, too.
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Oh, don’t we all? Don’t we all?…
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Look at the sky always make me feel good
Maybe because the sky is unlimited, it gives us some sense of freedom
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