yellow cloud

what a long day ~ has it really been fourteen hours since she left the house? where did time go ~ how dare he zoom by, leaving trail of smoke in his wake. now the sun has set and the moon is perched high up in the sky, at the edge of a yellow cloud ~ she did not even have the chance to say good night.

walking through the crowd
wondering to herself what
tomorrow may bring


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