A Boy Who Touched The Sky
sand and mud splattered on his dud he watches his shoes sinking deeper in pool a stone at sight he doesn't want to fight but that seems the only way to keep him cool he thrashes and there goes the stool flying through the sky a story to boast about as birds don't lie the crying soul went dashing through the door calling foul roaring back comes a clutter for a boy the success matters so he gathers his wet shoes and tries to adjust the stance forgetting the simple fact of he didn't stand a chance and with a dance or two he runs like a fool towards the old school with the thought of ghosts playing dust off while his feet had started to give up rolling over the grass bed his breath wide spread a dragon cloud soaring high flew right amidst the floating sky the bird waved him slight flying to go out of sight he had lost and found his try beyond the mighty sky while fresh droplets felt on his face ended up the chase rain had made the dragon cloud to surrender a dr
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