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Clouds drifting in the sky; Hanging in my head. Refusing to leave... Gathering, growing, darkening. A drop of rain, rolled down my face. The sky is clear Once again. I see the sun, I see the light The cloud. Back, drifting in that Pale blue sky. T.J Yang Avin |
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