Clouds

If she could only make a living
bottling the clouds
she would make a killing
making reality out of dreams
but only through the screams
was she able to grow
and understand that just a feeling
could make a hero.

If she could only trust in life
selling the clouds
she would forget all strife
allowing for her own ways
raking in her own pay
capturing the wind's blow
using her own life
and finding her hero.

If she could just anticipate
watching the clouds
taking time to wait
realizing that her turn is here
she has everything and nothing to fear
the world is before her
the sun forever a glow
she can open the gate
and create a hero

If she could only find the love
forgetting the clouds
she'd look up from above
find that she needs no other
she is her own lover
that she now knows
she no longer simply dreams of
being a hero.

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