(I wrote this in math class-so clearly, the theme had to be sleep. Also the clouds looked pretty)

Clouds drift away when
No one’s looking, but if you
Stare at them closely enough
You can see them move, slowly
Gliding through the horizon, and
Making shapes in the sky, and
Before you know it, you drift
Away too, and you find yourself
Gliding through the spaces between
Thin air, and your mind gets
Entangled in dreams,
Nightmare, and
Pure white nothingness.



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