The splendid sky is never the same sometimes blue and serene ,sometimes dark and furore
The beautiful moon changes its shape and size once a full moon and once never seen
The profound wide sea quite at times but loud and sound when the storm hits by
The brightest Sun though shines high fades in the dawn and sets for another day
All that is mighty and pretty has its own flaws and is perfectly imperfect for how it has to be
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