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I see a cotton ball out on the ground

I pick it up it looks so round I make a wish for me to fly

my feet lift up im in the sky

my magical ball of little white fluff seems so soft but seems so rough

I soar away untill I fall my little fluff was just a ball

I look at it and remember my day

then I heard the wind rise to blow it away