The Ever-Changing Canvas of Sky and Clouds

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Beneath the vast and endless sky,
Where clouds drift softly by,
A world of wonder, pure and high,
Paints the canvas in hues that fly.

Wisps of white in the morning light,
Dance and twirl with graceful might,
Shadows play, the sun takes flight,
A symphony of day and night.

As twilight falls, the colors blend,
A masterpiece without an end,
Stories whispered, skies defend,
The secrets that the heavens send.

In dreams we soar, in realms unknown,
Among the clouds, our spirits flown,
The sky above, our hearts have grown,
In its embrace, we’re never alone.

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