Whenever i travel id watch the clouds.
They morph from dragons to dragonfly,
vast valleys of of tranqulity and peace.
Id delight in the calm and serenity.
Untill now they'd seemed a place i could escape
i'd imagine cidadels full of life,
i'd imagine the people who lived in them and the memories they created for themselves.
I was always happy with my head in the clouds.
A inocent child fresh with morning dew.
But no-longer.
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