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2-12-9-19-19

There, above the spectrum colored sky

I hopped inch by inch,

I went above the clouds

With my hands

as free as a bird’s wings

and soar together with the

chanting of the wind

where the trees,

flowers and mountains

were the only creatures

that could hear.

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