Clouded
My weary head, it trembles so
From all the work throughout the day
So upon this pillow, I place it now
To chase that day away
My eyes then close, but still to see
As light then does appear
There on a cloud, I see you there
Your voice, I then do hear
I go to you, I reach for you
You take my hand in yours
We share this cloud of fluffiness
As love just then outpours
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