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Lazily I float

Above the trees and cities

In imagined shapes

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An open window

As inviting as a door

When looking outside

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In the darkest times

Remember the sun still shines

And the moon’s still there

Sitting outside, now

I love the smell of fresh air

I think I’ll miss that

Do you like the breeze?

The way it flows through your hair?

Me? I like that look.

He’s pretty enough

But when it goes dark, it’s she

That shines most brightly

Filtered and sterile
Air needs to be conditioned
How it’s meant to be

I met a recluse the other day
Unusual as that might be
But we talked and we talked
Well, I did most of it probably
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Green and blue, mother
Mountains and valleys, mother
Dirt and sky, mother

Exploded timbers
Scattered on gardens, playgrounds
Splinters, fat and thin