A Small Cloud

A gray cloud, a cloud with
A tender pink border, emerged all of a sudden
And shouted its last firework.
My melancholy wasn't new whatsoever
And the sunset seemed like heaven.
A gray cloud, the cloud with
A tender pink border, fell all of a sudden
Into boundless sky, flapping its wings.
Cry girl, cry! Your pink cloud
Melted in the sky.
Is the sunset your paradise?


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