It seems I'm ten and scale the sky
so that's not me in mirrors. Know
just altitude will make boys high.
It seems I'm ten and scale the sky
and kids will ask not 'what' but 'why'.
As joy climbs up, there's no below.
It seems I'm ten and scale the sky
so that's not me in mirrors-No!
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