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Minds in the Clouds


I am Dreamer.

A person who looks up in the sky and sees

all the different possibilities there are. 

 

People have wanted to touch their own cloud. 

To reach it by their own means of transportation 

Everyone has his or her own plane to fly

But it's up to pilot to manage it himself. 

 

There will be obstacles, of coarse

Every plane has its own faults

And with every flight comes new conflicts 

Which every pilot has to go through

 

"Practice flying to your cloud!

Listen to your commanding officers!

Pay attention to your faults and

IMPROVE!"  

My mind never stops yelling at me. 

 

I know one day. I'll reach me cloud. 

I have the strength and capacity

But so much more to learn.

 

I am my own Pilot. 

 

 

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