The Cloud of Color

The Cloud of Color was out on high, And The Cloud was a free and loving thing, Slowly, though, The Cloud faced challenges, And the color started to leave The Cloud, First red, And then green, All that was left was blue, And The Cloud continued on, Forever blue,

Forever sad.

Timothy Jordan

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