Looking up into the heavens, wishing to be aloft talking to
the stars as they twinkle their fascinating smiles, happy
to see they were being treated with respect by a lone poet.
Writing in depths of expressions coming to light with an
effervescent idea that's being written in the skyways of
life on earth.
A temporary life that's filled with so many feelings and
emotions, setting them all free, not wanting to be a slave
to any of them, disposing of them in preference of new ones.
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