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Dec 2017
With every exhale they move differently.
They start slow, but then they eventually catch speed.
They grasp the air to dance.
But at what cost allowed them to be free?
Why are my clouds dancing away?
Come back clouds, dance with me.
Written by
EdwardtheFirst
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