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Walk a cloud

Fall through

Float down into

               red. 

               Nothing below but fire.

               Look up, clouds pass

               Not another chance to walk.

               Fell through,

               Sank down into

                               bed.

                               Now you sleep,

                               Donkey wishes,

                               Magic like a cloud.

                               One that breaks not.

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