The bird who turned white from trying to love a cloud
so hard she almost misted him into dust
How one day the bird flew to the cloud and said,
“Finally, after years of waiting,
I can’t tell if I love you because you are a cloud
or if I love you because you are made of water
Kallie Falandays, Nightblock
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