A Golden Dust Cloud

A Golden Dust Cloud

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One day during an usual sunset in the heart of summertime after a long ride across a nearby town I noticed a golden dust cloud above a water-tower. I was so in the moment that the words to a poem about this unique cloud came flowing through me like a waterfall. However, the moment was short-lived because the night sky soon took over and the cloud seemed to have vanished in the night. But I was able to memorize each word line for line in order to write down the poem as soon as I got home about the cloud that captured my eye.
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I awaken in the middle of the night. Laying in my bed, I look around the attic. Dusty and dirty as usually, but now wet because of the storm. Drops of falling water were heard around the room. Other than the constant sound of thunder, and pouring rain.

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