Staring down from way up
Do you get the desire to know
what it’s like to fall from such heights?
And when you look up from way below,
Do you get the desire to know
what it’s like to fly away from these places?
How often do we stand and wonder for the other? How often? I’d rather imagine that we didn’t, but imagination can go so far.
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Author:
Alex (Pseudonym) (
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