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Written two days ago. I've never been as at peace as writing it!
THE CLOUD ABOVE THE STARVING
For a while the cloud resembled a face
Stern eyed large nosed thin smile
Gave salute right handed in acknowledgment
The breeze pressed through as if turning head
You can marvel at what is happening
And still reject the ending
Exhalation but the lights all switched out
What game to give cloud a name
Backwards map out life story about
...Thursday 29th October 2020 9:50 pm
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