Cotton Candy In The Sky

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If the clouds were
colored billows
that swelled up inside
Each one a different shade
then they did collide
It would be like cotton candy
swirling at the fair
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The aroma would be always
hanging in the air
What would it be like
if it rained?
We’d have colored puddles
never would be plain
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Our skin might get sticky
It would be rather icky
As pretty as it
may be
I am happy
how it is
just
naturally
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Sinking in the quicksand of my thoughts. ~David Bowie
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