Skyward.

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I sore above clouds.
Grown wings I take flight.
Such a view I am granted.
Within such a height.

A halo appears above me,
Higher on I go.
Gravity does not corrupt me.
Falling am I, no.

No colour left around,
All is white as snow.
Still I venture up words.
Into a world unknown.





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