"CLOUDNINE NIGHT."

CLOUDNINE NIGHT.

On a Cloudnine night,
dark skyline blackish
star-less-night. Scary
atmosphere terrifying,
ugly and lazy.
Nothang
interesting about night
but dream. However
Dreamers sleep not but
live their DREAM. Man
dies for fortune searching
in vain. Wishing a kinda
Cloudnine night !

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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