Apr 2015
There was once a girl skating on clouds
Clouds made of honey
Clouds so sticky
She was trapped in the skies.
Clouds made of honey
Clouds so sticky
She was trapped in the skies.
So I once dreamed of becoming a figure skater. Once.
And I dreamed of becoming a cloud. And, I guess, I still do.
And I dreamed of becoming a cloud. And, I guess, I still do.
(Philippines)
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