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Clouds
Clouds as dark as I can see
as they stare down looking at me
wet things start to drip from the sky
as I stare up and wonder why
Drip, Drop, Drip, Drop
the sky has started to cry and I don’t know why
it drops on my face and it becomes hard and
icy instead soft and cold, the things dropping
hurt but I stay and watch the sky cry
even though I don’t know why.
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