like a planet spinning out of its orbit
shaking off the shackles of restraint and control
feeling the solitary slap of wind and blur
of breathless euphoria
one clear night you might see me
falling from the heavens
arms outstretched, ready to kiss the ground
in happy defeat
and then, might I find my feet again
but until that day
I am beyond the grasp of gravity
happily knowing
that the higher I travel
the harder I might fall
in love
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