Something heavy
like a cloud over my head.
This purple-brown cloud.
Most undesirable cloud.
It floated away
later in the day.
A game of frisbee
made it go away.
I'm tired tonight.
There's a glint of joy in my eyes,
I think.
Silly goosewilly things that make days turn into osmotic nights and vice versa. For most part, this is balderdash that only makes sense to me. May those of you who tread past and understand not a thing, rest in peace.
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The clouds upon the sky float,
The spirits upon the lilies gloat,
I have the lilies in my bed,
some are blue, some are red.
:) Hee hee
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