The light drizzle falls like t.v fuzz
The clouds grinding themselves against the earth
Losing themselves through trees and paddocks
Over cliffs and along the ranges
divided into long tricky mist
Shifting between the hollow hills
The sun attempting to penetrate
overlapping layers of cloud mist prevent it
Absorbing it's power lighting up
Cooling off darkening and drizzling
dense yet very light oxymoronic drizzle
giving itself to the land in the sun's absence
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