I lived in the palace of clouds
Now you can just touch my world....
so close to the earth.........
My food is the leaves and smoke...
In the morning the clouds drop me to the endless path,
And I'm flowing like breeze here and there,
Expecting you every moment..............
You, who could lift me up to the heaven.......
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ReplyDeleteFlow like a breeze
ReplyDeleteBlow like a storm
Flow like a strean
But love like a child
Thanx maashe
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