The sky above, a canvas wide,
In shades of blue, my dreams reside,
It holds my gaze, through sleepless nights,
As I wrestle with the fading lights.

In this room of tangled dreams,
Where time slips by in silent streams,
I lie awake, with thoughts that spin,
A restless mind, a world within.

The sky, it watches, calm and vast,
A constant through my struggles past,
In every cloud, I see a map,
Of places far beyond my grasp.
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