Cotton balls of beauty, morphed into creatures by your imagination
Laying in the grass looking up at the magical formations floating above
Watching them change from white to varrying shades of gray and black when a storm arrives
They can be delicate and beautiful, then instantaneously transform into gloomy and frightening
I wish I could touch the cottoncandy like structures and feel the delicate formations between my fingers
But I know that dream is unattainable as it would feel like nothing
And I have enough nullity of my own...
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