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the clouds that appeared clear.. for the beautiful

the clouds that appeared clear..
for the beautiful floating rainbow..
withering wind playing its sound rhythmically..
dusting the universal grief..
welcoming the new bright sun..
permeating the unexpected love..
planting on all the unborn babies..
it bid adieu carefully..— % & The wait at the end always seem the longest. How did this year’s February go for you? Come up with your creative similes for the prompt. #simile #februarywentlike #YourQuoteAndMine
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the clouds that appeared clear..
for the beautiful floating rainbow..
withering wind playing its sound rhythmically..
dusting the universal grief..
welcoming the new bright sun..
permeating the unexpected love..
planting on all the unborn babies..
it bid adieu carefully..— % & The wait at the end always seem the longest. How did this year’s February go for you? Come up with your creative similes for the prompt. #simile #februarywentlike #YourQuoteAndMine
Collaborating with YourQuote Baba