Just because am hovering above with the clouds
It doesn’t mean I lost with no direction
I have a destination and am merely hanging
The scorpions in the cloud, with their poisonous claws
I am falling from the thick clouds of elephants
And sometimes I do have a few laughter
Watching the cloud rips itself up with mouth
Wide open, stretching tentacles of angry
Faces of people at war, all in the cloud
So I just float in the midst of the love
That creates the evil and chaos
Hoping to bridge the gap between anger and love
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