Watermark - ed
Clouds leave their blue skies to be rain,
The wringing dark trailing behind.
Onto her palm, drops shadow's stain.
Clouds leave their blue skies to be rain,
While the water fills up in gray;
A cloud held to her face's cry.
Clouds leave their blue skies to be rain,
The wringing dark trailing behind.
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