God is a cloud from which rain fell.
The humble Cumulus humilis – never hurt a soul.
Get your head out of the clouds. Stop huffing the atmosphere.
I think the most heavenly food is fluffy white clouds.
Umbrellas raining upon me, as these cloudy tears give me shelter.
And from the midst of cheerless gloomI passed to bright unclouded day.
Dream’s elixir veered between light and clouds to save the blue..
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