It was on a distant ocean that clouds were formed,
entities of such secretism, joined together by some tears and a dream,
they float away from the womb of Mother Nature,
following the winds, looking for a chance to redeem
themselves, as the Earth can´t survive without them,
nor either the trees, who waits and wishes for their tears,
because from them Life can proceed, grow and drink,
and so the humans shall then smile and think,
think about their size, compared to this long-lasting Entity,
used to be bigger than any other entity, they soon stop,
realizing then that it's not because of them that Life exists,
but because of these newborn clouds that Life still persists.
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