I can look up and see
Galaxies tumbling like the oak leaves
Falling from the tree to the northeast of me
Stars blurring with increased speed
Mind racing to catch a comet
To reach out and bleed infinity from my finger tips
This multicolored life spewing from my open mouth
These seconds that spin Suns across the sky
My hair catches fire and I am flying
Moving upward,lighter than the gases that swirl around my feet
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