A Lost Cloud

unbeknownst.to

As high as the sky

As white as the tide

Too steady to see

That cloud drifting by

I dont know why

To you I write

It seems to be

My favorite time

Yes I know

Time to let go

but how do you

when you aren't sure you want to

I refuse to be lost again, waiting

So I stand here contemplating

And like a lost cloud

I may never come down.

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