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A bright cloud drifts across the sky,
Soft, white, and golden, catching the eye.
Hope's symbol, guiding through life's night,
Transforming storms into calm delight.
Sunbeams dance upon its face,
A celestial wonder, pure and bright in place.
My heart takes flight, in awe I behold,
Beauty and stories yet untold. 2 replies
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