Each shade of blue
Is kept in our eyes
Keep blowing and lightning
Because we own the sky!!!

Soft, soft or [bad word] 
Can't we change our minds?

We kill what we build
Because we own the sky!!!

Secrets from the winds
Burnt stars crying
So many moons here
Lost wings floating

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