Chasing Clouds

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The wind is blowing;
Clouds chasing after one another across the blue sky.

The 'tap-tapping' of my converse on the sleek wet road make me want to change their tempo.

What would happen if I ran?

If I were to chase the dancing clouds far from where I am?

Surely enough, the scenes blur and the wind howls against my ears.

My heart hammering against my heaving chest as I breath faster to match my pace.

All while life zooms by.

I feel comforted in the loss of normality and smile.

However, when I look back up the clouds have gone.

And I am all alone gasping for air.

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