I feel weightless.
The fog that composes
me
closes me in
looming heavily by these
afternoons of my soul.
Long wide sunbeams
lazily pierce me
though
but lay murky on the
grime below.
But here: a tiny ray,
shining through,
and there: another.
Where will they take
me, I ponder to myself
when I stop drifting
through the sky?
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