Cloud, you are so high
Floating on the edges of our world.
White, fluffy, innocent one moment,
Dark, menacing, foreboding the next.
Traveling the world freely,
Only answerable to the wind.
Living the way I want to live,
Nothing to do but float along.
My body sitting in school, but
My mind floating outside with you.
I love you different shapes, and
The innocence you project,
I can watch you all day,
Wisps and billows throughout the wind,
Free to do whatever you want
Unaffected by the world beneath you.
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