Tuesday, September 11, 2012

The Cloud

"Sometimes I see a dark cloud,
A cloud that whispers without a sound,
Give it up, my boy, it says,
You've never been there anyways.

I stare at it, once, twice,
I hear it's loud and wounded cries,
I laugh at it all, all of it,all,
And smile as I see that cloud fall."

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