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Flight

I’m flying with love
To the music of the crickets
When the moonlight clears the sky
And dogs roam wild
Painting designs with my fingers
On the infinite canvas
The sky is mine
I’m dancing with the wind
To the melodies of its gentle chant
Don’t stop singing
I’ll fall down
And in my existence
Not exist
Which is to be
Just what you are

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