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I saw her up there in the dawn.  I saw her and stared. i saw her colors an enigma, tangled in the dawns waking eye. In the red dash across the  center, i see her dreams, and i knew the sky was to heavy to hold. The sky could fall, her eyes tells storys of constalations. I cant help but feel its all here, her irisis seem to keep it all. Her gaze heavy, for  the world could not still me. I saw and stared as i stood bare.  I stand with hands in the air, the wind is even mighty, but i stand steady, with no one but me, to save me. The sky is to heavy.