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Like Air

I used to hear silence
It used to fill me
With wonder and ancient fairy dust
I used to see, smell
The emotions of the sky and sea
I used to feel cradled
On a flying carpet
When looking out the window
Hearing the fog horn’s drone
A reminder of what I cannot know
I used to be unbridled and unlabeled
I used to feel I could go anywhere
Boundless with no obligation
I was like air
Carefree without a hurry
Naked knees light on their feet
Ready for flying
I was taken by the cypress
Dark and mysterious
The steel grey and ice blue
Like a wish foaming on the shore
Hoping to come true


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