"Twine"
lobb152
Posts: 193
I think this life can be thought of as a kite. While we appear to be freely flying, we are anchored to this place. Even amongst the clouds the imagination wanders more. Questions pondered, answers elude the mind. As the wind gives, one day it takes us away. A sadness is felt by those who remain, with an eye upward, holding, and away.
I am a nothing dreaming of something unknown.
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