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Clouds

The clouds, high above us
They break apart
They return together
Not having a care in the world

The clouds, white and fluffy
So pleasant in the blue sky above
Making all kinds of shapes and objects
Giving us fuel for our imaginations

The clouds, dark and stormy
They tell us its end of play time
To put our imaginations away
So we don't feel their wrath

Written by ScarletAshes
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