Touching the Clouds
Shadows end with no beginning
Darkness envelopes light
Rumbles become a roaring fright
Lightening splits the dreary skies
Mockingbird soars fast in flight
Dripping from gray sailing shrouds
Drenched I smile ...Touching the clouds
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