Airborne, Flying

Airborne, flying,High above all else.”Look down below,”Cried the Keeper of the Wind,”See the fools who glue themselves,To the Earth.”Below looked I,And beheld all else.Above and beyond,As in a dream world,Of my own choosing.”Amazing,” laughed I,”See the wooden,Matchsticks walk,So rigid and formed,As of the Earth.”Above me I happened to glance,And there still, were others.Wondered I aloud,”They are as I,Looking down below,What is there above,That cannot be gotten from below?”Higher, higher, climbed I above,Seeing and saying,With glorious joy,”Amazing, amazing,There is still more above.The more I rise,The more there is,To see below.”And still yet,I look above,And see those same others,Looking below.”I will catch you yet!”Yelled I to they.”Hurry, hurry,We are waiting.”Came the reply.Higher and higher,And still higher yet.Looking up I see all,And looking below I see all.”Welcome…

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