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We wandering beyond the sky,
We wrapped the sky sparsely
We are purer than milk
We quarrel with other clouds
By exchanging each other
In a sereneful moments
Birds fly across us.
We have no definite structure
But we have a definite place
To live upon and fill there.
Never we disappear night too.
At that time we mixes with the air.
At dawn we envelope as a snow
We warn the celestial world,
Coming of rain, by in disguise of
Swarthy structure of clouds…

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