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Cloud Juice
And the breeze blows by
The warm sun fades out
So darkness engulfs
The future can be felt
The time approaches
The moment is bleak
He keeps pushing though
Ignoring the clouds
He does not slow down
With water crashing
Some run for refuge
But he will not stop
He forged ahead alone
He would only stop
If his will to move was lost.
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