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The canopy above the moonlit street was a chorus of multicoloured umbrellas, together transforming the rain into an auditory patina.

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The foliage of the canopy above opens up to reveal the beauty of the sky.

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It was nature's canopy above them, grown in the springtime, strengthened in the summertime, now ready to glow every colour it ever dreamed of beneath the starry-black.

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The canopy was a baby-blue canvas, as if the artist had simply been in love with the mid-August sky.