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Oct 2018
cloud gazing is so simple
yet as adults we forget
the childhood moments in the clouds
wishing to be able to sit on the fluff
imagination ran rampant
now we only cloud gaze to see the rain
more stress and worries life offers us
wanting to be that free of a spirit again
Anna Bell
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Anna Bell  20/F/my true home is in heaven
(20/F/my true home is in heaven)   
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