IF I WERE A CLOUD
If I were a cloud,
A twirl of madness,
Flowing past,
On the throne of the sky,
My symphony aloud, undaunted!
Move as I May,
Brush against the Sun,
A charming flux,
All day, ruthless walk-
On the heart of the sky.
My elegant style, My mood!
Thunder and roar!
The world I rule!
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