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Sky Kiddy

‘I am a child’ said she…
As I stared westwardly.
She was the sky and the sea,
With a space warped moon
And sun thrown in,
Yet insisted her voice ‘Please
Give birth to me!’

And I, a paper boat making kid
Set off on a painting journey.

– Bolbul

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