by Castillo, 12th (poetry)
I wish I was a cloud. Moving through the masses for miles, hoping I might make something of my meaningless migration. Drifting down drab and dreary dawns; the darkness won’t drag me down. Sliding through soft silky skies; The sun will stay by my side. Wherever I am, whatever I do, the wind will watch over me as I wander. I wish I was a cloud. Comments are closed.
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AuthorsStudents 6th-12th Grades month
June 2022
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