I peered out my window
It was enough just to gaze upon the scene
It's 3 a.m
I am nice and warm in my dark bedroom
Wishing upon stars outside my window
Smiling at the silver moon
and admiring the glistening snow
I wish I were a cloud
to form and reform
to be in constant change and yet to remain the same
to silently drift without a care in the world
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