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When I dream a dream alone, I dream that I'm a

Cloud.

Of floating freely, without a care above the grounded

Crowd.

Sometimes as low as densest fog, sometimes as high as

Space.

Sometimes as big as elephants in imagination's

Place.

Sometimes as quiet as thinnest souls when sunrise is

Begun.

Or laughing hearty thunderclaps as I cover up the

Sun.



When I dream a dream sometimes a mountain I

Become.

And I listen to the crashing waves as against my feet they

Drum.

Like my crown, a lighthouse shines out into the

Sea.

And bobbing ships warily drift in awe and fear of

Me.

Sometimes as serene as silent thoughts while my snowcaps glisten like

Pearls.

Sometimes I scream in volcanic rage and cover up your

World.



When I dream a dream alone I dream that I'm the

Wind.

And run along gold painted hills to make the grasses

Bend.

Carefree I make the windmills turn, and make the sailboats

Fly.

Sometimes in summer's humid mood, I make the tortured

Sigh.

Sometimes as gentle as butterflies I light across your

Skin.

Sometimes as the very finger of God, I descend...

Violent Wind.



When I dream a dream alone, mute passions become

Loud.

So look at me in wonderment, and know that I'm a

Cloud.