inspired by the poem above :)
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flying is an ethereal adventure
fingers pushed against the rectangular window
hanging in between time zones
suspended between atmospheres
dancing through the clouds
cities whirling below
thousands of people you will never meet
thousands that will go about their own lives
lives that you know nothing about
and will never know anything about
you can see where things begin and end
shimmering lights expand without limit
so far that you cant tell where the stars stop and buildings start
as things bigger than you gradually lessen into megar specks on an ebony and malachite canvas
painting the picture of life
