When driving through the countryside, a vast cloud cover stretched endlessly across the horizon, offering expansive views as far as the eye could see. The setting sun cast a golden glow that emerged from the depths of the cerulean blue sky, painting the road ahead with an enchanting aura that seemed to vanish into the infinite expanse.
In the cerulean sky so vast and wide,
Where cotton clouds like dreams do glide,
Their billowed shapes, a painter's delight,
Drifting softly in the sun's golden light.
Each cloud a story, ever-changing art,
Whispering secrets to the dreaming heart,
On wings of azure, they dance and play,
In the canvas of the endless day.
Oh, cerulean sky, with clouds so fair,
Reflecting moods in the open air,
Mysteries hidden in your depths so high,
Infinite tales written across your sky.
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