I'm beginning to learn the names of clouds. Saw this huge towering one rising into the sky like a giant.
I wonder if the Hiroshima bomb went up as high, & I wonder if Burj Khalifa is as tall.
When I was a little kid, I loved to lie on the ground & look up at the vast expanse of the blue sky. The clouds gave me imagination & enabled me to dream big. It was something that never really went away. Now, as I grow older, the clouds still remain the same as they were. They still make me believe that I could fly.
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