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Soaring
Swing chains squeak
like unoiled screen door hinges
with each push, I get closer
to touching clouds.
Once I’ve achieved maximum
momentum, I prepare to launch
into the stratosphere
everything slows down;
I feel the heaviness of each heartbeat;
the impending weightlessness of my body
I catch a glimpse of the proud smile
decorating your face;
your mouth wording inaudible sound...
Monday 20th April 2020 12:27 am
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