Like twilight in the afternoon - poetry

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Evening creeps into the twilight valley.
I stand on the sand,
under the pine trees on the beach,
facing the sea,
looking up at the clouds in the sky.
As time went on, the cloud became more and more deformed.
I stare at him more and more.
I don't know how many minutes have passed,
now the cloud has changed to the like a sheap.