A Life In the Cloud
In a childhood long past
We saw images in the sky
And we made up stories
As the clouds flew by.
Our imaginations soared
On a bright summer day
We lay in the mown grass
Our mind left to stray.
Now thoughts are stored
In a cloud, like a yoke
Retrieved by all to see
With just a keystroke.
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