The sky is a very nice shade of blue.
Nice is a vague word.
And then again, I don't know it very well.
In fact, it's not like it invited me in for tea and a sit.
But even if it did, the tea could be poisoned and the blue only pretending to be nice because sometimes mean people pretend to be nice so you'll like them, but they're actually just fakes.
So on second thought, I don't know if the sky is a nice shade of blue.
But it is pleasing to me.
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