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Much ado about the sky. |
| She is the wonderful bountiful sky full of the air on which we rely. She is for free, so give her a try, wonderful beautiful bountiful sky. She is mysterious serious blue starting at dawn appearing anew. Stars in the night are beautiful too, Sirius, serious, star point of view. She is three hundred and sixty degrees, circle horizon, towering trees. Home to the cirrus, home to the breeze, weather endeavor in elegant ease. She is the wonderful bountiful sky gazing at dusk with colorful eye. Colors by day, at night she points high, wonderful beautiful bountiful sky. |