I just learn to make a poem

Look at the mountain. This morning it looks very clean.
Yes, not like usual.
Where is the thin cloud which used to cover it?
It maybe hiding behind the thickness of the teak leaves.
Do you ever climb it up to the top?
I did, but only in my dream.
In your dream? How can you climb it in the dream?
I walk by my thought through valleys and snow hills.
Wow. I am getting more difficult to understand you.
Forget it. I just learn to make a poem.

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