18 Clouds.

We were eighteen clouds over the world.
The first one was excited, the second one scared us.
The third I loved and i was proud there.
The fourth you were skeptical about.
I overcame it and I got near you to bring you to the sixth cloud.
There we were together in peace.
The seventh was little colder. As higher you go the colder it gets.
On the eighth you were so gentle.
I was drunk with love, unknown for us humans, so they taught us.
The next ones were not as exciting as we climbed.
Because we climbed them with ease.

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