The clouds look although
You're sitting beside me
They are just within my reach
Doesn't seem too far to see
If I extend my hand a little
But in reality
I might just tend to reach
You're way out of my reach
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Bloom
PoetryBLOOM, A collection of random poems and thoughts. Bloom, Among the wilted Inspite of your feelings Don't let it down Just bow down Bloom, Wherever you are planted Even when the snow's falling Brace yourself Be strong Bloom, Pushing yourself...
