the sky
The sky is not always blue, Sometimes it´s dark too! And there´s definatley something there, Its called air. Invisible to the human touch Funnily we rely on it so much without air there would be no birds and I guess what will be said by some nerd´s; there would be no life as well, but on that fact I´ll not dwell. We use it to keep planes flying and that stops airline passangers from dieing. Also there we find clouds drapeing the world like shrouds, They give us life in the form of water without which trees would be shorter and life would be drier too, Imagine no water in your loo, what a terrible scene, How would you keep your toilet clean? Your house would stink, not even water for your sink, you´d be pretty thirsty and that is no way to be. So you see I love the sky, And those are my reasons why!
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