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Cotton cloud thoughts
Sitting alone and awake at night,
While butterfly dreams flutter by
Fleeting tastes of milky delight.
Pretty things to fill my dear sky
And here I am wondering quite why
A hapless romantic of a poet
More hapless than anything else
But oh my soul sings,
And dances as I think
Of smiles upon wings
And other such things.
Sitting alone and awake at night
Will things will change? They might...
While butterfly dreams flutter by
Fleeting tastes of milky delight.
Pretty things to fill my dear sky
And here I am wondering quite why
A hapless romantic of a poet
More hapless than anything else
But oh my soul sings,
And dances as I think
Of smiles upon wings
And other such things.
Sitting alone and awake at night
Will things will change? They might...
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