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Selfish Cloud

I held the sun within my hands

Its warmth and light were mine alone

No other creature felt its touch

No plant would feast from sunlight’s hand

No lake or sea would sparkle, flash

With diamonds placed upon each face

I thought I heard a crying sound

The sky was weeping raindrop tears

Of loneliness and dark despair

I knew in time I must let go

Release the rays and let them shine

Upon the aching tear-stained land



I am a reader, a writer, and a snapper of photos

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