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Beneath the vast and endless blue,
A canvas bright, a dream come true.
With whispers soft of gentle breeze,
The world awakens, hearts at ease.
Clouds like cotton, drifting high,
Painted whispers in the sky.
Golden rays, a warm embrace,
In the blue, we find our place.

- A poem by Chat gpt