Icarus

got some thing quirky to say?
not something intelligent per se?
then come fly away
into the reaches far yonder

the calm of the ocean
and the randomness of a thunderstorm
is a playgrond below me
as i soar towards the clouds
freedom running in my veins

there is a break up ahead
and suddenly behold!
all below me
is the topside of fluff
white gold in the streaming sunlight
gloriously yellow
strikingly blue

liberated
exhilerated
.wha..
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.Krrccthht..
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>>>**transmission lost*