Sky is what lets one be with its hazy ungivens. Lots of apprehensions can be washed off the mind only if one dares to glance the blue above for long. Sky lends its egalitarian stability, it infuses expansiveness too. Sky speaks to you in the language of the possibilities. Sky lets you be as one among the flakes around. Sky pushes every hopeful mind into a frenzy of quietening ethos. Sky delights you with the fact that you can make an object of your gaze, without any need to do anything physical. Sky lets you be united with it through the vapourous union. Don't take my sky away. When I liberate myself from the sleeping cell of nights and put myself out, put my feet up, it is the nonchalance of the morning sky which lets me wake into the sleep. The minuscule me is sedated into calming sense of unreality by the same sky too. When it wraps itself in a blanket of darkness, the sky lets me change heart. As the climate change makes the sky more unpredictable, mixing fog and rain and
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