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Having my head's in the clouds is what makes me happy. I breath better and I feel as though I will live longer. I feel free, Which is something that I don't feel down here. Down here is clogged up and broke. The air isn’t breathable and everyone is fighting. I want to live in the clouds and  I know I can’t. But I wish I could, it’s peaceful and that doesn’t happen down here. In the clouds you can dream and you can hope In the clouds you can believe. You can be you and you won't be judged In the clouds you will be free. But I know that the air up there isn't breathable, But I wish it was so then I will be free of the hell from down below.
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Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC
In the Clouds
Having my head's in the clouds is what makes me happy. I breath better and I feel as though I will live longer. I feel free, Which is something that I don't feel down here. Down here is clogged up and broke. The air isn’t breathable and everyone is fighting. I want to live in the clouds and  I know I can’t. But I wish I could, it’s peaceful and that doesn’t happen down here. In the clouds you can dream and you can hope In the clouds you can believe. You can be you and you won't be judged In the clouds you will be free. But I know that the air up there isn't breathable, But I wish it was so then I will be free of the hell from down below.
Thank you, Happy New Years. Believe in yourself because you are the only one that you can rely on.
Sarah_thewriter
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20/F/Plano, Texas
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC
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