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Mar 2018
You in the most delicate way
Came to me as a cloud
Just drifting
With no direction
No point to keep drifting other than to fly
And like a cloud you where above it all
Above the rest of us
Not able to be touched
Unless on the rare occasion that you decided to stoop down to our level
And when you do it’s almost blinding
Blinding , and yet still visible
Cause everyone needs to see your light
But as a cloud you cannot stay forever
I knew this when you first floated in the sky
And as you once did not weighed down
You soared
You soared right past me
And the rest of the world
With no directions but to
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