one day we can reach up
up into the sky
and pick one of those
fluffy marshmallow clouds
right out of the sky
in the pocket they must go
squished with no rain
let the dreams fade back
back into the consciousness of your soul
they were pointless to begin with
so dream on clouds
dream on pockets
one day all will be united
Thursday, May 7, 2009
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