Sailing through the air
Light as a feather
But moving like a rocket
Soaring over fields of
Green Brown and Gold
The cold air stings my eyes
Wet streams of tears on my face
The sun bright as White
Gleaming on the crystal clear air
The clouds wisp by
The only obstacles in my way
My arms out stretched
I push ever higher
Up
The blue sky turns dark
It is ever colder
Soon a star appears
And another, and another
I look at all the earth
Below me
All by Itself
A Blue Green Orb silhouetted
Against the background of the Stars
I fall gently back into the Galaxy
As it all fades
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