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my thoughts are like the clouds β
never still,
never asking permission
to change shape.
they drift in slow, uneven patterns,
some light enough to pass unnoticed,
thin as whispers against the sky.
others darken without warning,
rolling in heavy rain and lightning
storms i feel coming
but never know where to seek shelter.
i watch them gather,
wait them out,
and hope to god the sky remembers
how to clear itself.
About the Creator
Maj Forbes
π§π½ maj/ange. she/they. sagittarius sun, aquarius moon, & leo ascendant. 22 π§π½
-- I write to explore the world, reflect on personal growth, and connect with others. --
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