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I wonder if clouds know they're beautiful When they sit and watch from the the sky I wonder if they know how dangerous and threatening they are When thunder cries out I wonder if they know how they turn colors When the sun hits them just right I walk to work wondering if they know I wish I could live up there with them I could be puffy and white And no one would say anything Because that's how clouds are I wish I could reflect the sun But only be full of rain If I was full of rain I wouldn't be full of emotion Clouds don't become angry Or sad Clouds don't fall in love And realize their love wasn't real I wonder if clouds know how truly breath-taking they are If I could stay and lay on the grass all day And watch them I would I've driven through clouds once It was like a dream I pulled over and felt the fleeting puffs wisp by I felt the rain wet my skin I felt the cold penetrate my clothes I felt the wind tangle my hair And most of all I felt the thrill of being in the clouds I wonder if they thought of me as beautiful As much as I saw them that way
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC
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I wonder if clouds know they're beautiful When they sit and watch from the the sky I wonder if they know how dangerous and threatening they are When thunder cries out I wonder if they know how they turn colors When the sun hits them just right I walk to work wondering if they know I wish I could live up there with them I could be puffy and white And no one would say anything Because that's how clouds are I wish I could reflect the sun But only be full of rain If I was full of rain I wouldn't be full of emotion Clouds don't become angry Or sad Clouds don't fall in love And realize their love wasn't real I wonder if clouds know how truly breath-taking they are If I could stay and lay on the grass all day And watch them I would I've driven through clouds once It was like a dream I pulled over and felt the fleeting puffs wisp by I felt the rain wet my skin I felt the cold penetrate my clothes I felt the wind tangle my hair And most of all I felt the thrill of being in the clouds I wonder if they thought of me as beautiful As much as I saw them that way
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arielknowels
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arielknowels
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC
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