There she lies in the sky observing the land below

Moving slowly not by her own force, not by her own will

She is locked in a cycle, a repeating cycle

But she can't always be sadly forgotten, as the cycle repeats again

So every night she sneaks away only to the ocean's edge.

And she smiles to herself as the sun sets washing away the day

And for a few precious moments, a glimpse of happiness is hers once more

The long white cloud; sky prisoner

By Oliver

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