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CLOUD

Dreams clear as day

Weaved into the fabric of reality before my eyes

The past is the past

And tomorrow is now

Blissful colours painted on lofty wishes

It all becomes clear riding on a cloud

I can almost touch the sky

 

 

VALLEY

Steep mountains and sharp rocks

Licking shallow wounds that cut beyond the surface

Bruised chests and deflated egos

Do I stay or do I climb?

I fell so far in little time

Was the sky always so far away?

Or did I forget how to fly?