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The clouds are gliding so very fast

The clouds are gliding so very fast,
The grass so bright and green,
The trees are swaying in the wind,
Like nothing I’ve ever seen,
Part of me is in a hurry,
But part just wants to stay,
I guess I’ll lay and watch a while,
Why miss such a beautiful day?

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