Touching cotton clouds white…

To touch those cotton clouds white, In colourful balloon, I'll fly high, I'll reach the heights, infinite. In it's shelter, the sun smiles bright, In the sky above my dreams afloat lie, To touch those cotton clouds white. Hangs about my heart, a little fright, It's outstared, with courage's eye, I'll reach the heights, infinite.... Continue Reading →

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