for the newest +scrawled words+ contest:
clouds:
my soul is like the clouds
always there
but not always seen
blinded by the sun
but ready
at any given moment
to thunder or rain
a delicate balance
between the water and the air
a colorless phenomenon
always moving, never static
daughter of the moon
my roots are deeply buried among the stars
my soul never sleeps
but only drifts and wanders with the winds
like the ways of a cloud
written by liv brook on a terribly rainy day while i was staring out the window during math;)
clouds:
my soul is like the clouds
always there
but not always seen
blinded by the sun
but ready
at any given moment
to thunder or rain
a delicate balance
between the water and the air
a colorless phenomenon
always moving, never static
daughter of the moon
my roots are deeply buried among the stars
my soul never sleeps
but only drifts and wanders with the winds
like the ways of a cloud
written by liv brook on a terribly rainy day while i was staring out the window during math;)
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