The Whispers of the Changing Skies

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In the gentle breath of dawn,
Whispered secrets softly drawn.
Clouds dance in hues of gray and gold,
Telling tales both new and old.
Rain sings its rhythmic song,
A melody where hearts belong.
Each drop a story from above,
A symphony of life and love.
The sun, a painter bold and bright,
Splashes colors in the fading light.
A canvas vast, a sky so wide,
Embracing dreams we cannot hide.
As stars emerge in twilight’s fold,
Night wraps the world in stories told.
The weather’s dance, a timeless theme,
In every breeze, we find a dream.

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