Cloud 9

untitled (12)Maybe it’s my brain today,
But I can’t think of what to say.
Too busy drinking in the sunlight,
Dancing on the milk white
Clouds inside my mind,
And I just can’t rewind.
Why touch the ground at all?
It seems too close to a fall.

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