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The wind makes a roar, Pushing sheep on a blue hill, Warm sunshine all gone.
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 1:37 PM UTC
The Storm
The wind makes a roar, Pushing sheep on a blue hill, Warm sunshine all gone.
This is a haiku describing a storm. In case you don't know what the sheep on a blue hill are, they are clouds.
#sad#storm#sheep
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 1:37 PM UTC
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