The Moya View
A crush of light all around
churned the still waves into
cumulonimbus clouds.
Behind them, the grass
withered to molten gold.
In front, the sun exploded
to a yellow mushroom, hiding
all the green in between
from their fearful eyes.
in these moments,
they knew their life
together was over.
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JONATHAN MOYA
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Good but clouds need a less difficul. Modifier I think
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