one cloud two cloud three cloud four
the changing sky of fall makes the wildest clouds.
they run away with my camera and my imagination.
and glue us to our outdoor chairs where we sit, transfixed, as the ever changing images float by.
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the changing sky of fall makes the wildest clouds. 
they run away with my camera and my imagination.
and glue us to our outdoor chairs where we sit, transfixed, as the ever changing images float by.
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