I have no use for the clear blue sky

No hope in the noonday sky. No truth in its cryptic eye.
No use for this present state; the empty arc reveals no fate.
Lowering clouds, the frozen wind
Foretell it will end, and begin.
I am.
I was.
I will be.

The clear blue sky is silent to me.

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