She was grace and everything beautiful.
She brought peace, and everything wonderful.
She held power and everything colourful.
She was; always and forever, Mother Nature.
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'Silent' Clouds.
Poetry¶Words have no meaning, unless you make them, turning them into a spontaneous overflow of rhythm¶ ¶A string of broken pieces interwoven into into poetry. Broken symphonies, turned into poetry¶
