Above The Clouds

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This one area of sky
Where birds can’t fly
High enough to see,
Magic.
It

Lives


Breathes



And moves
Above us
Above the birds
Above the clouds
Where nothing else exists.

Magic

It’s everywhere.
Up, down.
Left, right.
Under your bed.
In your shoes,
And in the very air we breathe.

Some cannot see it.
Some can.
And their are some
Who use it to their advantage.
What is it?
Its magic, of course.





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