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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #2154744

A short poem on cloud gazing, written for Twenty-Five Words or Less

Clouds pass by in every shape,
A dog, a whale, a midget ape.
The hours we spent lying there,
Both looking up, without a care.

word count: 25
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