« Laura like clouds,

She say that loud.

Laura find out

People freak out.

« What is this place? »

Wonder with grace,

The kid that sight

The sky at night.

What do they hide?

Do they have pride?

Not to embrace

This pretty place?

Why do people

Lose their control

When all aloud

She stare at cloud? »


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