People change, 
that is a lie,
because people can’t see,
a sky blue sky.
A sky so clear,
there are stars in the day,
or a sky so dark,
that all is turned gray.
People change,
this is untrue,
since no one can see,
a sky so blue.
It twists and it taunts,
it bends and folds,
while casting jolts,
through streaks of gold.
People change,
this is a fact,
as true as a sky,
that never turns black.
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