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Feb 2018
My little cloud, you're so beautiful,
but don't stick around too long, ok?
Cloud, dear, you're so beautiful,
but can you come back another day?

When I think of you I can't think straight.
I'm gonna need to take a little break.
My mind gets in this cloudy state.
Could you just wait?

My little cloud, you're so beautiful.
I see your reflection in the sea,
and darling, you look beautiful.
The water's looking up at me.

When I see you, floating so free,
I get jealous, I must agree.
And while I sit under this tree,
I feel like nobody.
Dylan Growcoot
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Dylan Growcoot  20/M/Sheffield, UK
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