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as i am soaring through these blue skies
limitless. the entire world before me
not a cloud in sight
the atmosphere so pure but stagnant
but still so bright. it
waits to be seared by smoke
we forgot and
left behind
incessant hums drill themselves
however obscure, into our minds
a sudden pop and deafness subsides
i am dreaming of silent thunder rolling over you
gold and silver pulses in the sky
reflecting in your eyes as bolts of light
ning.
i see me watching you
i see you watching me