The sky felt like a blanket, indeed,
spread all over.
What's behind the mountain, I wondered,
a thirst to conquer.
The blue whale of the globe, i guess.
It swims across the minds, in pace.
Where do these clouds go in the night?
Wish I could travel with those, in flight.
yellowish golden-ball clouds,
all in the same sky, which relishes the serenity of mind,
just in one glance.
That's why super heroes are found in sky.
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