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cloudy days
On the swing I sway
I stay there all day
My thoughts like the clouds
Floating away
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small slit window
I wake up and stare at the bland ceiling, not moving for a while. I don't know how long I was sitting there, there are no clocks in here. No clocks, no posters, no windows, save for the small, barred slit in the top of the wall.