Trampled Skies

by Maren L Johnson   May 21, 2007


Ever heard the phrase "walking on cloud nine"
Imagine yourself walking on cloud eight is there much of a difference?

Who decides which cloud becomes cloud mine? Yes I said cloud mine.
Imagine walking around in the clouds as if it were just another destination.
Another notch under an astronaut's belt.
"First man to walk the skies Advance Cloudstrong"

Then there'd be vacations to the sky.
More money for the sky floor.
"Knocking on heaven's door"
Nothing like skydiving just a nature walk in the clouds.

We explore the depths that do not need to be explored.
Tamper with the alright and create catastrophe.
Arrange the okay and shape disaster.

Walk the clouds and you're left with

Trampled Skies

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