air
i feel like i will touch the sky
with the air under my wings i float
i float and i soar until i can go higher no more
i drift upon a cloud and wonder if i will ever come down
i peer over to see how far the ground is below
and i drift and let the air gentle place me down
but only until i am ready to float once more
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