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I pretend that I have wings to fly
open arms, I hug the empty sky.
I pretend that I am on my way
to a place where Lovers meet.
I pretend the sky is never gray
and when it rains, snows or sleets...
I pretend I am a huge tree,
unfazed, without a care.
I gaze upon the earth surrounding me,
and at the dusk I stare.
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