Ready Or Not
The clouds make shapes
When you’re looking
When you’re not
Echoes in tapes
Once recorded
Now forgot
Water escapes
from high cliffs
That’s its plot
Leaves leave by breeze
Red in autumn
Sun burns hot
Moments like these
Take torrid flight
Then they flock
Doing what they please
When you’re looking
When you’re not
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