The Deep Sky
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Peter S. Quinn
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The deep sky
Through the mountains high
Running wild
Never beguiled
To the low to die
O beautiful morning song
So much I long
To be somewhere
Flooding in the air
Of your dreams always young
Blue deep sky
Where my dreams all fly
On a summer day
Blue deep sky
Where just you and I
In the air of freedom play
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