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Cloud

March 25, 2019
By Noisyshadow2 BRONZE, Santa Clara, California
Noisyshadow2 BRONZE, Santa Clara, California
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jumping ,
skipping ,
hopping ,
dropping ,
hearts may be seen as pure or black
but that is just an attack,
for good can be bad
and vice versa ,
in many eyes,
the pure fly
the dark sink
the truth is that we walk with both
move, live, fight, laugh,
we are the embodiment of our fears
hopes and dreams,
Accept that key to your lock
for if you can not depend on yourself,
none can


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