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Clouds

The fluffy white clouds
in the light blue sky
are like
float-able light clay.
We can take one of them down,
mash it, mold it, fold it,
and smooth it,
to create new images
and objects.
When finished, we can put our
new creations
right back up in the sky
to love, adore, admire, cherish,
and be proud of our
achievements.
The sky's the limit.
Written by LynetteOkoroike (LynetteChiamakaOkoroike)
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