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sitting alone,
all one my own,
looking up at the clouds,
all i can think is,"Wow."
There's no escaping the feeling,
the feeling that it brings.
Joy to the world and just a bit of faith,
You trust and you believe,
there is nothing hidden.
What you see is what you get,
the white fluffy shapes full of hope,
they never stay in one place.
Each cloud a dream,
always changing shape,
always different everyday.
Some so different you may not believe,
that it could come true and be seen by more then just you.
So keep on dreaming,
and keep on beieving,
look up at the clouds dropping rain,
dont feel blue,
its not fallen dreams dont give up,
keep on goig it may but tough,
but thats the fun of it.