Where clouds meet the sun where she drifts, she drifts no one knows where she goes she won't say she might say it's just for one day it might last for one month she can't say but she drifts, and drifts catching memories in silence of your kiss when she was held, and cherished once when she danced under the moon and sun... where the clouds meet the sun when she danced when she was young.
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