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Cannibalistic clouds morph into one
all before the rising and setting sun.
The colors change and the clouds tatter,
but it's the same sky no matter.
The blue fades to a black sheet
accompanied by the stars we greet.
The clouds encompass the moon's light
as it shifts to a sunny day from night.
Clouds outlined by shades of gold and red
slowly turning to a dull gray so dead.
The sky roars as lightning flashes.
Into the ground the each drop crashes.
The storm ends it's deadly fight
as we say goodbye to the night.
The sun returns to lighten the sky
as clouds form, fade, and die.
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