Whispers in the Skies

The sky, a silent notebook scribbled upon by forgotten thoughts, lines twisting like streams beneath

Are you reading this? Or are you int.main(); output(stream, clouds.tales); wandering lost amid passages unseen?

// in the fabric of skies, a woven prophecy
#define **cloud(array)** _floatings_
echo "be" || "not be";
int cloudsInTheMind = 42; // truths (or not)

The undulating grayness, a horizon of whispers, calling
encountered echoes, unknowingly patterned, whisper codes within codes, dreams coded in lexicons lost

Lamenting hues remind of mist and haloed orbs, and the loneliness inflicts hues of cyan and muted..

Connect, decode, unravel dreams with keys left under dandelions or in the folds of aged continuums...