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Cloud
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Poe'ten'ry [poems of ten lines]
There the cloud moves slowly,
Like a prince treading snobbishly!
It enhances the beauty of the sky,
Roaming high.
Unity and separation is seen in the realm of cloud,
Yet it does feel proud,
Turning into blissful rainwater,
In the shape of diamonds, miniature.
Even though calm like a yogi it does appear,
Yet at times it can generate petrifying thunder!
