Floating Clouds,
Fill in the air,
Give the Sun a little break,
And sometimes,
Gathering heavily,
Generate the rain,
Moist the earth,
But not always,
Give rise to floods,
Bring the misery,
To the living beings and the earth,
Floating clouds moving away,
Lead to drought,
Disaster to the humans.
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