Just fantasies with no basis. A dream.
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Hang Glider
High on the ridge I run and leap,
The ground falls back, the winds unfold;
My fragile wings no longer sleep,
They tense and sing in currents cold.
I carve a path through open blue,
A silent frame, a borrowed sky;
For just one glide I feel it’s true:
The earth can live without me, I.
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Hang Glider
High on the ridge I run and leap,
The ground falls back, the winds unfold;
My fragile wings no longer sleep,
They tense and sing in currents cold.
I carve a path through open blue,
A silent frame, a borrowed sky;
For just one glide I feel it’s true:
The earth can live without me, I.
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