Hazy in the blue Clouds
I looked up the sky, my gaze piercing through the once blue clouds Realizing, my hands reach above at the gentle sounds I glaze with the warmth light, Closing my eyes reminding me those once blue skies The film still roll, Myself rewinding the videos in the good lies A laugh that echoes at the bright dazzling sunshine A run through with endless joy, Only with my shine Watching the disc played my life, i just listened as it continues I wonder if i have already played the harmony into the blues A Loading screen as it progressed finalizing my captured brightest smile I mourn at the life i already past as i continue slowly becoming senile Blankly glazing at the "Blue Clouds" Hoping these dimn skies bloom with colors again, I regressed at the guiding path i walked into
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