Cloudy Feeling

soft wispy clouds flow through the sky,
on a journey through the air,
whipping and whirling around,
Going up and down,
whith such random movement,
Im glad im not a cloud...,
though it feels like it,
which im not very proud of,
wow....

by kariel hysell

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