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Jun 2018
Jumping clouds on empty air.
Feet above a ground that holds me down. You all happy to join,  we'll all meet there.
Though I was never born with wings to fly,
My dreams could carry me, so at least I could try.
Dancing like my feet instantly knew all the moves to that song,
I have a thousand steps stuck beneath my toes. I still have some time to walk along.

Living like we had no tomorrow. How fun.
Today could be my last day, so I'll live it like it's exactly that one.

Hold hands with peace and love, couldn't we do this long before.
Happiness is kissing my lips. I'm still wishing for more.
But let's be dancing like all our problems are never,
Though not being much of the genius, I can still be quite clever.

Look brightly at the skies, all those clouds. My space in them, cloud by cloud.
If I scream right now to feel happy, excuse me, this shall be loud.

All those clouds, all so many.
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  26/M/Zimbabwe
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