Look at the wide sky.
And all the seasons continue.
Continue Cloud Game
Arrange your dreams with my imagination.
Always dreaming with my day
You see the stars.
Hope shines white.
Her soft hands are open.
Come on, come to me.
Always turn on a dark night.
And feel all the stars.
Sing it.
Everything, leave us stars.
I feel as light as air reading this. Such a gentle, delicate poem.
Just wonderful. Puts me in such a state of ease. Looking forward to reading more :)
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