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Dream of Clouds

How can they both be so sincere,

My knees cave with a thud.

I cannot dream of clouds for fear,

I’ve landed in the mud.


Page 91, of “Merry Meet and Merry Part”

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Aimee WoodJuly 1, 2025Poem
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