Sky beauties…
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
A sky without clouds is a meadow without flowers.
Henry David Thoreau
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Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
A sky without clouds is a meadow without flowers.
Henry David Thoreau
