Shinart

Once upon a time, there was so much peace, A secret world where differences met, All the pathways led to home, Rays of light, whirlwinds, and sky foams, Once upon a time, the sun met the cloud, They tried to challenge the idea, That red and black never marry, But kept hidden, far from out loud. Once upon a time, the wind came, Through, she saw, but didn't know, And, in a whirl, little light cloud, Let get taken, didn't look back. But clouds ain't made to stop moving, They fly, go back, they go away, If they make stopovers on their way, It's to look for where they can start crying. Once upon a time, the cloud found, And found,