Cloudless
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The clouds seem different today High miles above the streets sprinkled with trees Far away Still not far enough think I and fall to my knees There's more distance now more space Between they And I seated on this grass comforted yet my face Seems ashamed, embarrassed by my display The clouds evolve in shape as I stare That is another world a distant dream Up there If only we could meet think I what stories we could share - it would seem I love the clouds as they are Out of reach unspoilt by us unharmed looking down So far Wonder what they make of us? This town? Distance is beauty, invisible the decay Of this place, my street, this land If the clouds could speak, what on earth would they say? Whatever however it was… we wouldn’t understand If they spoke, away we would run, get our guns Shoot them down Send for our sons Create another war, overhead, above my town
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