Clouds on life's horizon
Transparent shimmering backlit images across life's celluloid screen they stroll
Gathered deep within your mind those hidden wishes that well up from your soul
Garnered now in fine cloth of wellbeing those stories waiting to be told
Never ending imagination like the clouds on life's horizons that we all behold
Flashes instances of the memories around the written words these stories now unfold
Riding the scope of endless places found anew shaking of nights long dark cold
Again the transparent backlit images as thoughts across life's celluloid they stroll
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