So..today I want to fly away.
.it's that kind of day
I want to soar
And swoop
Watch life beneath
Sit in a tree
Without having to think
Of dinner
Or washing
Or routine
I want to be lifted
By warmth
And held
In the slipstream
Above the black dog
Barking
Baying
Howling
Laughing in his face
Today is one of those days
The end
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