I keep forgetting it's only
Curiosity and love
That keeps everything coherent
Without our skin and bones
Which hold us in one place
Wouldn't we be airy creatures
Somewhere between birds and angels
Between fog and rain
Wouldn't we blend into
Our surroundings of light
Surviving on darkness and dust
Somewhere between bats and butterflies
Between floating and blue sea
Between stasis and flight
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