no matter how hard i swallow
my skin's crackling-
electric from the pulse
of a dancing heart.
like a songbird
like a dragonfly higher
all over inside me-
that rhythm's staining my cheeks, higher
pushing me higher
until sparrows swallow me
and taunt the earth-
cheeky in their triumph,
but still so warm,
so full of light
from my first audacious flight
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i like it lovely.
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For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream. -Vincent van Gogh
but instead: i love this.
formatting <3
word choice <3
everything <3
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a minimal and ludicrous possibility.
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Now the lesson's learned. I touched and I was burned.
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and <33333 i love you, gal. thanks so much for the comment.
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thisis wonderful wonderful wonderful
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i wish that the library were open all night, because i like being there.
High flying comes naturally to you.
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