truth where
boats launch from,
if you could make a
paradise on an island,
would you?
a cloud is a cloud,
let it wash away little
allergy faces,
puffy eyes and stuffed up
noses,
bring them peace,
a cloud might be dark,
we talked about that
before,
pull on your
rain boots,
telling yourself,
'don't hide away inside,'
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