Flying

The world is filled with Clouds,

Big icy cotton village.

Tiny mists,

Don't hesitate to pass through my face.

I will never hurt you.

I'm swinging like a leaf in the Clouds.

Sometimes, fall like a stone.

I'm flying like a kite.

I wonder the picture of the sky . . .

I wonder the lights of the stars . . .

I wonder the sparkling of the lightening  . . .

I love to fly in the sky.

All in my face and mind is just a smile.

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