It looks like a dragon.

What does?

The cloud.

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Clouds were her favorite.

They gave her hope.

They gave her her name.

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It looks like a castle.

What does?

The cloud.

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Everyday we went out.

To watch the clouds.

She loved those times together.

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It looks like a bunny.

What does?

The cloud.

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My sister’s imagination filled every space.

Making up things.

Helping people feel better.

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It looks lik e a house.

What does?

The cloud.

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Then Hope got sicker.

My baby was slipping.

Away from me, and the clouds.

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It looks like a family.

What does?

The cloud.

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I cried at her beside.

Think of clouds.

Was the last I heard.

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It looks like my sister.

The cloud.

It does.

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I sit by myself.

I think of her.

And her clouds.