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Clouds
Drifting, floating, always morphing
As they sweep across the sky.
I watch as they change, ever contorting,
Admiring their beauty as they float gracefully by.
As they sweep across the sky.
I watch as they change, ever contorting,
Admiring their beauty as they float gracefully by.
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