Of an infinite cloud across the sky
Theme song of a slow and
Trudging crawling meandering
Just to close his eyes
And bask in a sea of nonsense
How sweetly bitter it all sounded
How the memory looked so good
Yet now is to wait and wait
Bound to pass time as a hull
Wish to open those eyes and see
Beautiful now
O that he rides out into fog
Questions maybe of now
Your smile hidden somewhere
Searching and, likely, wait
Only wait and summon every
Ounce of time til then
Something to smile for
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