Sometimes a thought blurs in an ocean of others
I am not sure how to start this
I listen to my heartbeat
Beat by beat
try to understand
try to hand your hand
the cry for Freedom
Aren't we all looking for it?
The moments of weightlessness
The moment you are there
How you feel when you Lookup and realize that you are not dreaming
The clarity of the morning star…
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