February 4 - Once upon a cloud
Through my window this cloud,
its backdrop the blue sky makes.
And in this morning fair assumes
a giant bear, then a mountain -
Now it shifts into an open book, into
a wine glass, into a - what's this?
This face outline it now assumes, I just
had in my mind! But it goes, yes, it fades.
Just like time, it slips away!
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