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Sep 2019
my head is always in the clouds
high above the ground
far away from noisy crowds
a dream home i have found

and is it there i fill my head
with endless useless dribble
to this distant place i've fled
where with my heart i scribble

and there, there's nothing to achieve
of nothing to be proud
that is why i choose to live
on a fluffy cloud
Written by
Arek  M/Adelaide
(M/Adelaide)   
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