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i was like the clouds
cycling between being full and being empty
sometimes i just feel so fulland so i let it go
and i let it out
i water it out until i’m hollowed out 
and i feel light againand i feel kind of small
but that’s alright cause i keep cycling on 

and he was like the sunthe closer you got to him 
the more your sorrows melted
and they melted
and melted
and now your skin is also melting
it’s not his fault though it’s just how he is
how can he dim his shine 
when shining is all that he’s ever done

i can’t forget hershe who is like a dandelion 
and is underestimated and unwelcome
she doesn’t care if she isn’t wanted 
cause she knows that she’s much more
they try to get rid of her
so she decides to anger them by continuing to dance around the grounds
she spreads her rebellion 
by planting her seeds and living on