Your cloud.
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Imagine a cloud. A big cloud, that crowds and stretches over a city. Its heavy and about to fall, but its not rain its carrying. This cloud is full of his pain, his sadness, fear, guilt, and loss. This cloud hurts. This cloud rains but it doesn't rain water. Through this cloud though I see you. I see your heart. I hear your silence. I see your power. Your strong blue eyes surrounded by your cloud. I see you. Is it peaceful to be alone my love?
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