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O floating cloud!  Take me to the end of the world Deposit me on a solid piece of ground My fists need to bite every inch of dust My arms need to embrace the thin air  And declare their nothingness My hidden tears need overflowing  And this thorn in my throat  This thorn in my throat   Scratches my voice Blood pours out of my words  And I breathe in a touch of silence  The antidote to a dozen weeps  I cannot withhold I am one with the serenity  Of a frozen lake,  And The tranquil  ‎blackness of winter nights O floating cloud! Be proud! I have no wind to carry me anymore. Tina RSH © 13.07.17 7:23 PM
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Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 10:54 AM UTC
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O floating cloud!  Take me to the end of the world Deposit me on a solid piece of ground My fists need to bite every inch of dust My arms need to embrace the thin air  And declare their nothingness My hidden tears need overflowing  And this thorn in my throat  This thorn in my throat   Scratches my voice Blood pours out of my words  And I breathe in a touch of silence  The antidote to a dozen weeps  I cannot withhold I am one with the serenity  Of a frozen lake,  And The tranquil  ‎blackness of winter nights O floating cloud! Be proud! I have no wind to carry me anymore. Tina RSH © 13.07.17 7:23 PM
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Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 10:54 AM UTC
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