Clouds

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Clouds

Flying, falling, drifting

Searching

For an unknown treasure

Distant, hidden away

Never stopping

Even when the wind

Bites back

Instead

They drop small teaes

Frustration ripples

Through their endless journey

 Banging, cracking, crying

Spreading like a wildfire

Intertwining the others 

Together 

To carry on 

As one

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