Sailing across the sky with white clouds of purity and
innocence, feeling quietly free and independent.
Feelings of intense serenity are filling my being,
following pathways that air currents lead into.
An atmosphere so fresh and clean, breathing is so much
easier now.
Letting go of everything just to float on clouds, looking
down on all the strife, earth had put me through.
Now relaxing and finding ways on an express beyond life on
earth.
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