A Miserable Cloud

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She was a cloud
travelling aimlessly here and there.
While everybody lived
lacking any sense of care.

She would take heed of everyone
and would be envious of them.
While they didn't acknowledge her presence
or recognize she was a gem.

Her exasperation started intensifying
and her radius began to grow.
Her tears didn't stop from pouring
though no one seemed to know.

Eventually she reached her saturation point
and the cloud ruptured to rain.
Now she was present no more
and the others felt her pain.

The rain didn't cease
while her soul reached up there.
The ones around her now realized
they should have shown some care.

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