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 By David Jackson

You can be sure of one thing.
I won’t tell you,
I won’t tell you to
Think about it.
I want you to
that you’re on a cloud. And you’re lying there on
that soft
cloud, And you’re lookin’ up at th’ other clouds and
you’re makin’ out
and trains
and planes
and indians.
As you’re lying there on that cloud
you don’t ask
how is it that I can lie on this cloud
you just lean back
and look at the sky,
An’ you grab you a little piece of cloud and
you fluff it into the air and
disappears and
is not so important,
nor WHERE, nor WHAT, nor WHEN.
That little piece of cloud over there,
I do believe!
Yes !
I think I see!
That’s what it is!

I can see the top of my feet
sticking out
of the cloud below me
and hanging in mid-air
because in our dreams we don’t need
you see,
yes, in our dreams we can fly like
a bird
in the sky.

Cloud by Shelley

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