I envy those clouds that float aimlessly across the sky,
Drifting without a care in the world,Why can't I be so care free like them,
They get to frolic around in the heavens above,
While I'm stuck down here,If reincarnation is real,
I want to be born a cloud,
A cloud that blocks out the sun while the people cheer,
Oh how fun that would be!
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Words from the Heart & Mind{Poems}
PoetryWatch me ATTEMPT to write poems. They may be very horrible. Perhaps I'll get better one day. But definitely not today:3