Under the sky, the world goes on,
The people work and play
The they sleep from dusk 'till dawn
Under the sky, the worls goes on
By chance, we glance
At the sky
We stare, up there
And why?
'Cause the stars are bright
The world is dark
All streets are empty
So is the park
No street lights glare
The sky is clear
No sunlight blare
It's dark out here
~i used more than one kind of poem rythm and pattern in this one.
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