i sit on a cloud.
not a cloud 9, not even a cloud 8,
just a grey gathering of molecules
that somehow denies gravity.
on this cloud,
i sometimes see with a clarity
no one else seems to possess.
those that do possess it,
hide inside their clouds.
we fear what we can't understand,
and so we hide.
you float because you have to,
because your lungs involuntarily
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