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    The deep blue sky
    Sometimes I wonder what it hides
    The cold mountain tops
    Sometimes I wonder if it has sides
    The mass blue set of ocean
    Sometimes I wonder if it has a mind of its own
    The endless fields of dry grass
    Sometimes I wonder whether I'm really alone
    The lonely whistle of the wind
    Sometimes I wonder why its actually around me
    Every other living soul
    Sometimes I wonder whether someone's found me
    All the constant lonely questions
    Sometimes I wonder whether they'll ever be answered
    The deep embed wounds in the heart
    There is also someone who can get it plastered

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