Hidden away. Behind doors and locks. A magician kept. A cloud in a box. Once a week. He'd display his prize. To the great surprise. Of questioning eyes. A young girl said. It was sad to see. And wasn't it time. To set it free?. A schoolboy declared. That it shouldn't exist. How did it get there. This fluffy white mist?. The magician shrugged. And would only reply. That was a secret. Between him and the sky