How I Long to Fly
By hazel basil
how I long to fly
to let the wind pick me up
and let me ride on its wings
I want to touch the clouds
sit there
watching the small little people below
stay till sundown
where the stars join me
twinkling lights
stretching into forever
I can use them as stepping stones
until I land on the moon itself
and theres sky below me
and sky above me
and I know there's no way
that gravity can claim me again
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