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Aug 2017
Sometimes
a word or two
tells it all.
Sometimes
it doesn't at all!

Sometimes a wispy
cloud marks
the colossal lofty sky!
Sometimes the sun
hides behind a
splash of cloud.

Joy or grief
knows no time  
can get it in no time:
A sigh or a breath
of fresh air.
A poem is the last spare!
Written by
Shofi Ahmed  M/London UK
(M/London UK)   
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   --- and Viany
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