The cloud had no path
No path
It was yet in a certain job
It had to evolve
By default
A change took place
To come
In a mortal cloud
It had a life
That was a potential
It wasn't only a cloud
It saw anger
Frictions
It saw itself compelled
It was life
In the path
Of no path
No somehow
No source
Yet all of this
Felt like a sunflare
That it could travel
ANYWHERE.
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